Although, it does beat the alternative.
Still, I used to love telling people my age.
I loved it because the response was always:
“NO WAY. You aren’t that old. You don’t look that old. …”
Seems like lately, that hasn’t been the response I’m getting.
Now, I get:
WTF is that supposed to mean?
Am I no longer the fresh delicate flower I’ve always been?
I guess I could start wearing makeup. But the fact is I hate the idea of putting on makeup all the time more than I hate the idea that I actually look my age.
You’d think at my age, I’d get over it.