I'm Rather Old

Well, I'm much older than I'd realized. Hanging out with a bunch of twentysomethings will do that.

Apparently only old people have hotmail accounts. When I give a twentysomething my email address, they always say "Hotmail? Is that still around?" Apparently it's like saying you still have 8-tracks. Or that you watch your movies on Betamax.

Here's something else that cracks up all the twentysomethings: when I say I remember the Carter administration. I swear, it makes them roll in the aisles every time. They've even begun to request it when I see them in class.

Do you know another way I've realized I'm old? I had to buy a bigger pillbox. I used to have the smallest pill box, with enough room for one, maybe two pills in each day. But I had to buy the next size up so all of my daily medications could fit. Pretty soon I'll be like my 95 year old grandmother, who has a pill box so big it looks like seven bread boxes all in a row.

So I'm this old, and yet I'm in some sort of arrested development. I have a Walter Payton poster on my wall. My parents drove me and my stuff out to college this summer. I have a locker at the ed school. I know people who live in dorms. Someone even passed me a note in class this week.

I bet I'll be hitting puberty soon.