Tuesday, 1 September 2009

I'm old enough to know when I'm 'behaving' Old

Just so you know, I'm not going to bang on about new academic years, new and fresh horizons and new anything actually. I'd rather like to hang on to my false wish for an Indian Summer and not consider the 'moving on' feeling that a change of season always produces. Don't worry - I'm not being morose or difficult, I'm sure I'll make some new year resoultions, but right now, I'm feeling too old to be bouyed up by any sense of new-ness; generally this is not a feeling to which I succumb, so it's all feeling odd. You'll understand why when you read 'my day so far': I put the calendar page together this morning in about 10 minutes flat - I had dates for this month that I need the family to see and I somehow managed to bypass the fact that I hadn't actually done the LO until I got up this morning! It's not the greatest calendar page by any means, but I'm cheered by the colour and amazed at what necessity caused me to do! Then we went to College this morning, for Miss Dunnit to enrol. It was interesting; all human life was represented in that College this morning. I rejoice utterly in the freedom of self expression, but I've seen tattoos, piercing and 'unusual' haircuts in huge numbers this morning, and I'm ashamed to say that I caught myself gawping a couple of times and wondering if the holes and pictures will look even vaguely nice or interesting in thirty years -not cool! Interesting for me was seeing parents that I met 10 years ago at Brownies that I haven't seen since. Wouldn't have recognised their offspring if my life depended on it, but thankfully, us parents are relatively unchanged over a decade! Interesting too that having been efficient enough to write to us with a fairly specific time to enrol (Surnames A to D from 9.45am), we were a bit shocked to find that the student records were not in alphabetical order and as each student stepped up to the table, five members of staff started scrabbling through massive piles to put together relevant files. Blimey. What a waste of five people's time (and, to be honest, my will to live). Miss Dunnit had a chat and 'grades check' with two young women who lecture in two of her chosen subjects. They were warm and friendly and enthusiastic and all I could do was wish that the young woman wearing the 8 chunky bangles would stop waving her arms about and clanking like the ghost of Jacob Marley. It was definitely an age-ist response - and that's entirely natural - I think their combined age was probably less than mine.

7 comments:

Carmen said...

This is familiar - been feeling very old myself lately. Mines caused by ever expanding waistline, increased tiredness and generally having my get up and go getting up and, well, going. Far away from me ;)

I'm going to be watching you two scrap ladies with interest even if I can't get to the class :D

Angie said...

Your account of the morning made me roar ... and reminded me why I used to steer clear of these gatherings. It was enough when they took over the house in their droves, as I was the only Mum who would allow them over the portal. There was one chap who I had to stare at ... well his ears ... the hole in them grew and grew ...month by month. I wonder what they are like now ????

Lyn said...

Absolutely hilarious, what a hoot, I can SO relate! I am feeling my age, right this minute - lend me a zimmer frame and I'll be using it in no time. And. AND. Today, waiting for the bus on my way home from work, 2 children in uniform walked past. Surely they don't let children join the Police now?

Debsg said...

So familiar! Love Lynn's comment about children joining the Police force too!

Chrissie said...

I can empathise with this. Do these young people think that they look attractive? If so to whom? Certainly not to me! Hey Ho, there's no accounting for taste!
There's an award for you on my blog Julia!
Chrissie

Anne said...

Ugh. Back to school.

I'm sure lots of them will look back at the hairstyles and piercings and laugh - goodness only knows I have some amusing photos of myself with a VERY dodgy perm.

Love to Doodle! said...

Ahhhh...but I'm probably your age and have a 5 year old to run after.....but as I only have one, that makes us equal in terms of permitted tiredness, weariness and general life changing dreamy-ness....

The bangles would have got me too....and I have a habit lately of venting a bit of what I'm thinking too...eeek...

I shall look forward to my turn at the college registration...lets hope things improve by then...they do appear to all run the same way at the moment...slowly...(from what I've heard).

Have a lovely weekend....no indian summer on the cards yet tho. xx