About this time of year I start thinking about my birthday. It’s still over a month away, but it’s out there. And this makes me think about the passing of time. But this is not a post about me getting older, necessarily. It is a post about other things getting older. Really, I just have a lot of random things to say, and I like a theme.
- My car is getting older. I passed the 100K mark on Molly Mazda several weeks ago and there are a few cute quirks she’s acquiring in her old age. Typically the blinker lever shuts itself off after a right or left turn. Molly no longer does this after right turns. I have to pop the blinker lever back up after right hand turns or I’m that irritating lady driving for miles while signaling.
- My dye job is getting older. It’s time for my bi monthly hair dye job, which I do myself with boxes of dyes from Walgreens. And instead of my medium red standard color of late, I picked up a lighter strawberry blonde color. I’m enjoying the lighter color I have right now as the last round of red has faded. I thought I’d keep it going for the final summer hurrah and then go back to my red ways.
- Dawson’s Creek is getting older. Yet, that is not preventing me from burning through it on Netflix. I cancelled my cable two weeks ago which means I explore all of the options available to me on Hulu and Netflix and thought the time seemed right to visit the kids from the cape. Dawson’s Creek started when I was a freshman in college and I remember watching it pretty religiously in the dorm for the first few years, but fizzled out on it as I got older. I’m in Season 5 now, they are in college and I’ve never seen any of these episodes. I’m completely suckered in and I am in love with Pacey Whitter. I’m sort of craving some high school style, romantic-y angst in my life right now.
- My stack of magazines is getting older. I had a pile of magazines that measured just about 4 feet tall. I am a dog-earer. I read through magazines and dog ear pages I want to come back to. I dog ear a recipe I want to try, beauty products I want to look into, shopping websites or resources that I need to bookmark. I’ve delayed just tossing them into the recycling bin because I need to review the dog eared pages to see if there is anything I’m still interested in. I just unearthed the December 2009 Real Simple magazine. There is still a foot of magazine to go through. Yikes.
- My favorite gray tank top from Old Navy is getting older. It got a hole in it. I know it’s a $5 tank top from Old Navy, but it’s comfortable and I like it and now it has a hole in it. The hole is in a spot that is obvious, right above my belly button. Not something I can pretend is not there and keep wearing out in the real world.
- My wall decor is getting older. Back when I lived in Chicago there was this quirky store that sold quirky things stationery and decorating related. They had drawers full of old (vintage) flash cards. I bought some. I thought they’d make a cute collage on a wall and last spring when I redecorated my living room I finally got around to putting them up. Earlier this week I came in the living room to find that one was falling off the wall. I thought about taking it as a sign that I needed to redecorate the living room, or at least change up the art work on the walls. I decided that sounded like a lot of work, so instead I’m going to take it as a sign that I need more tape.
And there you have it. The list of things that are getting old around here. And yet, I’m not so worried about being one of them. I’m getting better, not older.