A Funny Thing Happened On My Way To Getting Older

I don’t often think about my age or “act my age” (because I have no idea what that is supposed to mean) or feel my age (again, whatever that is supposed to feel like). There have really only been two times I’ve felt… well…older than I used to be.

The first was sometime in the mid 90s. We live part of the year on North Carolina’s Outer Banks. One day the developer who had built our home brought some people by who were interested in the house next to ours. It was a mother and her two twenty-something kids, a son and a daughter. We chatted for a bit and told them how much we liked the area and the community. They left but the developer returned shortly thereafter, alone. “Well,” he said, sporting a gigantic mischievous smile, “How’d you like my surprise?” I said I had no idea what he was talking about. He said he thought we’d get a kick out of the people he brought over. My puzzled expression indicated I had not gotten the kick. “Debby,” he said exasperatedly, the guy was Dave Grohl.” My blank face elicited more explanation, “The drummer from Nirvana.”  To which I replied, “What’s Nirvana?” He said, “They’re bigger than the Beatles.” I thought, “Oh crap,  Bob brought George Harrison over and I was too old to know who the Beatles were.” By the way, Grohl did buy the house and when I met him again by which time I finally heard about Nirvana (and loved the music, I might add), he was quite nice and since I knew his work I was duly impressed.

That brings me up to this past weekend, the second time I noticed the passing of my time. We enjoyed a road trip with four friends, all about my age. We loaded up the car, a vehicle we had to rent because no one had a vehicle that could seat six. So, that’s the first thing I noticed. In former years, we’d have just stuffed four of us into the back, or we’d have had bench seats that sat three and three but we most certainly wouldn’t rent a vehicle just to be comfortable and safe! Once we were settled in (my husband and I being the only ones willing to sit in the “way back” because everyone else was afraid they’d be nauseous), we ran a check list to make sure we had the necessities. It went something like this: Water Bottles, Medications, Car Snacks, Medical Marijuana, Wine, Vodka, cheese, fruit, prunes, E-Z Pass, and a handicapped hang tag.

Geezers on Wheels.

We had a blast. Time marches on… but it’s okay.


10 Responses to “A Funny Thing Happened On My Way To Getting Older

  • David Grohl didn’t ring a bell for me either – ha!

  • I had to think for a minute when you mentioned Dave Grohl. I knew the name but could not place him! I know now of course.
    I did laugh at your list of necessities for the car journey. One of the joys of getting older is having to think of things, that ten years ago never would have crossed your mind! Even if you had forgotten them back then it would have been no big deal. Oh, to be young and carefree! 🙂

  • I wouldn’t have a clue about Dave Grohl either. But the list of necessities for a road trip ~ yes, been there, done that! Thanks for the chuckles, Debby.

    • I am so happy I could spread a little cheer! Thanks for taking the time to let me know.

  • As Bette Davis said, “Growing old isn’t for sissies.” LOL thanks for the laugh. I’m right there with you.

    • Bette was absolutely right. It isn’t always pretty, aging, but it does beat the alternative most days. 🙂

  • …my biggest complaint about “growing old ” is that many of my contemporaries are giving in to the clichés of age…they remind me constantly to accept “the way of the world ” as if nothing ever changes and are quick to chastise me for not acting my age…so many people have are way too accepting of the “way it is” and think me fatuous and idealistic for not going gentle into that good night…I feel no comfort in consolation and will, in this life , not only continue to marvel at each incredible moment ahead , but act as if these moments are filled with possibilities and willfully continue to burn with the passion of my ageless soul…

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