About to be Old

I’m in an odd mood. I officially turn “old” this week and my mood was made even worse by a question I got asked at the court house today (waiting to be called in for jury duty). “Do you work outside of the home?” WTF?? I’m old. I’m frumpy. I’m fat. I must be a housewife! (Not that there’s anything wrong with being a housewife and/or a stay-at-home mother – hell, I admire people who do that because I know I couldn’t handle that amount of work and responsibility at all!) It just feels odd to have people assume that’s my main option. I mean, I’m not at all grown up, right? Right?

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