I'm old

My wife and I went out with another couple tonight. We met at a pub, had a nice dinner, hung out for a bit and were home by 8:15. The worst part is we met up early because there was a live band playing tonight and we wanted to get out before it got too loud.

Now that I get up at 5:00am I like to have lights out by 10:00pm. What's next? 4:30pm early bird dinners?

Agree

Son of a bitch.

I guess I'm old, too. (47)

It doesn't help me feel any less old, either, that I ordered bifocals last week.

It gets worse. Just wait until your hips and/or knees force you to give up 3 pedal cars.

Yeah I'm old, but I've got stories to tell and the memories that go with them. It ain't over till its over

In reply to M2Pilot: looks like you timed it about right. You can't drive 'em, and the rest of us can hardly buy 'em anymore...

I like my afternoon naps. It's the only way I can stay up till 10PM. I too get up at 5AM and that's easier than it use to be. Bladder is my alarm clock now.
Been wearing bifocals for a few years now.
Gawd, I'm old.
At least I can still drive a stick. Getting in and out of the car can get tricky sometime with my shot knees.
And do I have stories. Most I won't even tell my kids.

M2Pilot wrote: It gets worse. Just wait until your hips and/or knees force you to give up 3 pedal cars.

My father has had 6 hip replacements and is about to have number 7 in a month.. he still drives a 3 pedal car

Don't worry about "too loud".... Most bands suck so you were better off leaving. At least it wasn't karaoke.

I read an article the other day about "Strange things that happen to you after 30"

The one that hit home was: "If you're not already out of the house by 8:00pm, you're not going out"

Did you know that the chart for compulsory distributions from your IRAs goes all the way to an age of 114? I have almost as much time left as I've used up so far.

I'm old(ish) I guess. When we were buying tickets to a concert for tonight (Sunday gasp!) we chose the 8 show instead of the 11 'cause, you know, work Monday.

Seeing Prince in Louisville BTW so go ahead and be jealous.

I helped my brother move yesterday. His new house is near the coast and 12' off the ground. I don't feel old, I feel dead.

The worst part about getting older, is it takes days to recover from stupid, instead of hours.

I have been listening to the oldies station in the car at work. they play hits like this one from way back in 1997.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2H5uWRjFsGc

When I think oldies, I think doo-wop music.

We met another similar age couple for dinner about a month ago. They were thrilled when we suggested we meet for 5 at the restaurant, and said everybody wants to eat at eight, and the earliest we can usually get them down to is seven, but we would prefer six

Went to a function last night that didn't start until nine, and we arrived at ten. By the time we got home and to bed, it was after three. That's just too late.

My brother's band used to play what became known as "Geezer-Pleaser" shows.

Being a blues band, most of their fans were "older" and didn't want to be out until 2:30am.

So instead of their usual 10pm-2:30am show, they would play from 7 to 11pm.

The band would then collect their usual check, and the bar would then have a couple college bands play for the door the rest of the night for the "kids".

KyAllroad wrote: Seeing Prince in Louisville BTW so go ahead and be jealous.

Prince? Now that dude is OLD!

I drove a Toyota Avalon last week and liked it. I win.

I am working for the resistance. I try to do all the stupid things I've always done and then I pretend it doesn't hurt more. I hold the menu at arms length to read the specials so I don't need glasses. I might be a little happy that everyone else wants to go home at 10PM but I'll still make fun of them and if I can get just one person to turn and stay to close the bar ... I'll spend the whole next day squinting thru a terrible headache while pretending it was awesome. When I lay on my garage floor to hoist a transmission or twist into a pretzel to weld a cage tube in I tell myself I don't need any help. When I run a foot race I accept the age bracket classification only as a formality.

Now if you will excuse me... I have to go ski the terrain park with a 12yr old before we run out of snow. I'm sure it will be great. I have the knees of a much younger man ;)

Lesley wrote: I drove a Toyota Avalon last week and liked it. I win.

I bought a Chrysler Town & Country last month, and I love it...

Did you get a "anything else, Sir"?

Ma'm. It's the kiss of death.

It's polite.