There are some things that have happened to me recently that really make me realize I'm in a different place now than I was even 3 years ago. I am attributing it to the fact that I've past the threshold of 25 - I'm turning 27 this year. This is something that is really crazy because I don't remember my age when I'm asked & I don't remember getting this old. I know, 27 isn't old, but when the last time you checked you were like 22....it's kinda weird. I guess that the years just sort of went by as I went about my life. I grew up a bit with out realizing it & grew older with out knowing as well. So here are somethings I've realized in my late twenties:
Not included in this post is car maintenance. Why can't things just be magic?
Comfortable bras are better than sexy ones - I wouldn't necessarily say that I wore sexy bras to begin with but they did not cover my boobies the way my new bras do. My boobies are well supported & well covered in granny style bras. Seriously. I've also grown to be a D cup --- when the hell did that happen? Maybe I've been wearing the wrong size bra all my life - but really, now?. I went bra shopping the other day and bought the ugliest most comfortable bras ever. They cover my whole boobie in a triangle shape, have weird little lace details, zero padding, but still have underwire (if I don't my girls with just slip right out....). I feel free. I feel like my chest is not in boob jail all day & actually continue to wear them into the night. I'll be honest - I was so uncomfortable in those cute bras that I took to wearing just those tanks with the built in bras while I procrastinated my bra shopping. Yeah right, with a D cup, I know. So in my late twenties I've taken to wearing the bra that makes me feel comfortable and not the one that is super cute. I got them for $6 at Burlington Coat Factory.....and not $45 at Victoria's Secret.
I actually like my Gynecologist - TMI? Well, in my late twenties running into questions regarding lady bits or regarding birth control options when you hate the pill you're on, or about sex drive, or when you feel like 'what the heck should actually be happening to me right now?' - it's nice to have a medical person you feel comfortable talking to. My gyno now isn't intimidating and the lady at the front desk is my favorite - she sets the whole mood for your lady bits appointment. Before now I was always stressed & dreaded going to the doctor. But having a doctor that doesn't judge you and is open to your questions is amazing. Feeling comfortable means that there's an option for open conversations & if you have a question or concern they are there to help you. I've never felt that way with a doctor before.
Staying home is a good option too - When we first moved to north west Indiana I was excited about how close the big city of Chicago is and how we'd be able to do all these cool things. We could travel into the city any time we wanted, we could go do nightlife stuff.....nope. I will avoid the city at all costs. If we aren't going to a museum where there is easy parking - I'm done. We haven't done a lot of city life hopping & I'm fine with that.
Shopping is harder - Not really when it comes to clothes shopping or going to Target or something but little runs to the store for one specific thing have gotten harder. Mainly it's gotten harder because I don't want to look for the thing or I don't have time to look for the thing & will ask another person. But not all the time does the sales person know where the thing is. A huge pet peeve of mine is when someone points me in the wrong direction and the item isn't there or suggests something to me after I've asked them and it's not what I want. I get soooo aggravated. I get aggravated to the point where I am not a nice person. While I'm sure the sales person was well meaning - sometimes I just wonder why the didn't ask someone else. Look, you are here to help me - if you need to ask 30 people where something is, I don't mind because you are helping me. When I'm pointed in a direction just to satisfy the question....I get aggravated. I don't remember feeling this way like 3 years ago!
What did you just ask me to do? - When I was younger I remember my mother would always forget things (sorry mom). And she'd always ask us to put anything she needed to remember in her purse or she'd come home with notes stapled to her purse strap. Jeeze mom, how hard is it to remember the PTA meeting, the ball practice, the weekend plans, the bills, the thing you have to return, the appointment you have to cancel, etc, etc? Well, literally, if it is not written down I will. not. remember. And, even it if is written down, I won't remember. You asked me to get you water from the kitchen? Ok, when I get to the top of the stairs I'll go get myself a snack & completely forget. Its the same at work - you want me to do something? Send me an email, an IM, stand over me as I write it down. Cuz it's not gonna get done if it's not set in stone. You gave me the bills to mail on Monday? Well they didn't get mailed til Thursday - even though they were in my purse & I've looked at them all week. Setting into a routine usually means that things don't get forget things...but then again, I still might.
Getting older is really weird. I feel like I know what I'm doing but at the same time everyday is like what the actual hell am I doing? So freaking weird.
What have you learned in your old age?