Every now and then I have an “Old Moment”. I think we all have them. Those times where you do/think/say/hear something and realize how old you have become and how fast time has passed. I will post these here from time to time as they come up.
Old Moment of the Day:
When you find a bunch of drunk kids in your front yard at 10pm (one of which is on the ground in a sad state of drunkenness) and actually get mad thinking how late it is, how much you hope they don’t wake the baby, and whether or not you should call the cops or not.
ugh!
