You Know You're Old When...

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I know I'm old πŸ˜„ because I have to stop, in the middle of what I'm doing, and do the thing that I just thought about, and then go back to what I was doing. If I don't interrupt my activities like this, I'll forget about what I thought of doing by the time I finish what I'm doing. This means that throughout the day, I'm jumping up from the computer or rushing into this room or going here or going there to do things so I won't forget them later.

While I use lists and notes more than ever now to help me, these interruptions are quick things that I can do before I would finish writing a note. It does keep me active to go about like this, but it feels a little like disturbed sleep. You know how sometimes when you are sleeping and little things awaken you several times throughout the night? You go back to sleep but in the morning you feel a little exhausted. Sometimes, I feel a touch exhausted mentally from interrupting myself so many times during the day. 😊
 

What is it about age and memory? Why can I remember the name of the kid that I sat next to when I started school, yet I can't remember where I left my car keys?

Sometimes I think the brain is just tired. Stuff from the pass is embedded and pops up unaided. The brain doesn't feel like trying to remember current stuff. 😒
 

I know I'm old because I can no longer live with the noise that children make. 😫 The yelling, running, screaming, crying and just generally being children annoys and disturbs me too much to live with it daily. It's not that I don't like children. I don't mind when they visit. They also have a right to be children. I think a home where children have to be quiet 24/7 is unnatural. There was a time when no noise that children could make would bother me. Those days are gone now. 😌

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I know I'm old because I can no longer live with the noise that children make. 😫 The yelling, running, screaming, crying and just generally being children annoys and disturbs me too much to live with it daily. It's not that I don't like children. I don't mind when they visit. They also have a right to be children. I think a home where children have to be quiet 24/7 is unnatural. There was a time when no noise that children could make would bother me. Those days are gone now. 😌

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Sadly, I feel the same way:confused: I think it is such a wonderful thing to see children outside playing these days. Being curious about nature and playing games outdoors, getting fresh air and exercise. It is so much more healthier for them than being indoors glued to a screen, whether it be a tv screen or computer screen.

But then I hear them yelling and screaming and say to myself, "when did kids get so loud with all the yelling and screaming" and then it hits me, I'm old:ROFLMAO:
 
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Some years ago, the sass talk of children in T V family sitcoms was to me no big deal, but when I see/hear it nowadays I wish I could reach into the T V screen and whop the daylights out of them. I now try to avoid shows featuring children the age of 21 on down. :rolleyes:
 
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I used to eat microwave popcorn a lot. If I had it in the house, I would eat it every night until it was gone. I wouldn't have to run out and get another box right away but when I got groceries I'd buy more. Once again, I'd eat it every night until it was gone. I was somewhat addicted.

A few years passed when I didn't eat it as much. Lately, I started buying it again and I'm having the hardest time with the husks. You know, the little, hard, golden translucent pieces that covered the kernel before it popped. I don't recall ever being bothered by them before. I really don't recall there being so many of them throughout the popped corn.

They get in my teeth and gums and have to be scraped from the back of my tongue. Every few mouthfuls of popcorn, I have to spit out a gob of these husks. By the time I finish the bowl, there is a pile of gobs on a saucer beside it. πŸ˜„ I've only eaten 1/2 of the popcorn really. They really aren't husks. I think the husks are the leaves that you pull from the ears of corn when you're shucking them.

I tried my old fav, Act II. Then I tried Pop Secret and Jolly Time again. Same problem. I bought Skinny Pop and another gourmet brand. They were no better. In frustration, I bought Orville's, just knowing that it would be better, but it was not. I even bought Newman's Own and it was the same.

I just don't understand. It's possible that in the past popcorn was the same but I didn't notice. Maybe as I've aged over 65 and my system has changed that my mouth is more sensitive to what was always there. But as I stare at fresh popped corn now, I just don't remember seeing all of those little hard skins throughout the bowl.

Could the way in which corn production has evolved have something to do with it? Have corn kernels actually changed so that they pop differently now? Interestingly, when I was looking at a listing for gourmet organic popcorn (not microwave) at Swanson's online, I read the feedback. A lady had given low stars because she said the popcorn had too many husks. Though that is not what they actually are, I knew exactly what she meant.

Maybe it's a combination of changes in my body and changes in the corn crop. Whatever it is, I don't think there's any other popcorn worth trying. I wonder if the movie theatre popcorn is better? It's been so long since I've been. Are there any theatres where you can walk in just to buy their snacks and then leave? The number of movies that I feel are worth seeing has dwindled significantly. I rarely went even back then when they were better. Even if theatre popcorn is better, I can't go to one to buy it every time I want some. I doubt that it's better anyway.

I just think it's a permanent change whatever the cause. I won't be buying microwave popcorn anymore. I've given it up. I've been broken from my addiction. I'm going to stick with snack crackers and when I occasionally buy chips.
 
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