November 14, 2007


Someone is 33 today and I wished her a happy birthday. As I was reading her entry I thought, “Oh, cool. I’m 34, we’re close.”

Except, I’m not 34. I’m 37.

But in my head I’m 34. Have been for awhile now. And, truth be told, will probably be for some time more.

I don’t know why I stop aging myself or others in my head, but I always have. In case you were wondering, my parents up until two years ago were 45. Still. Now I believe they are 54. Still.

Am I the only one who does this? What age are you in your head vs. your birth certificate? Any idea why?

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11 Responses to “Stuck”

  1. heels Says:

    I’m always at least 8 months behind in remembering my age change. Sometimes I still can’t believe that I’m not 24 anymore.
    The bigger surprise for me is always that my mother is over 50, my father is 60, and my little sister is 26. They shouldn’t be more than 45, 52, and 20, respectively, even though those ages don’t even work in relation to each other. I honestly don’t know why.

  2. Beth Says:

    I’ve thought I was 33 for at least a year and a half now. Leave it to me to inflate it.

  3. dearest Says:

    I always think it’s the year 2000, so I’m approximately 7 years off… going on 8.

  4. Bill Says:

    I’m 24.
    it’s the Oil of Olay.

  5. Hazel Says:

    For once, I know my age. Maybe it happened when I was 29 and 39. I don’t remember. Before my last birthday, I always had to stop and think about my age when someone asked. Now that I’m 49, I have no trouble remembering. I’m going to be 49 forever.

  6. mama's got moxie Says:

    i’m still 23 because 23 was fun. and i want fun. fun. fun. fun. my birth certificate doesn’t agree. it says i’m 34, but i’m going to contest it. fun. fun. fun. 🙂

  7. Sarah Says:

    Uhm, I might get slapped for this, but you asked.
    I’m 25 on paper.
    I’m 45 in my head. I’m an old lady. (A decently cool old lady who stays home on Saturday nights, enjoys a beer and comments on her pal’s blogs, though.)

  8. Mary Lewis Says:

    I’m 28….. my almost teenage daughter repeats that every year, “Mom’s 28”. My younger sons do too. No questions asked. Weird thing is, Keith keeps getting older, and now he’s well into his 40’s. WTF???

  9. Chris Cactus Says:

    It always takes me a few beats to remember how old I am. Once I remember, I don’t disagree. But age is just a number.

  10. Nickolle Says:

    I always have to ask my husband how old I am. When someone asks how old I am I always reply, “23” without skipping a beat. The I have to say,” no, wait I am 31.”
    23 was so fun. I had no worries in the world. No BIG bills. No children to worry about. Just little ol’ me.
    But I would trade it for the world.

  11. bill Says:

    Two thoughts:
    a) the older I get, the older OLD gets. Its always at least ten years older than I am now.
    b) the body is the age people see. The mind is the age you see. You can only slightly control the first, but you can do whatever you want with the second. Or as a TShirt my wife gave me says ‘I may grow older, but I’ll never grow up.’