How the hell?

Did I make it to middle age. I’m going to be 37 this year. Having my 19 year old niece coming over with her baby, all my friends talking about their kids. Got me thinking…what the hell.  I didn’t think I would make it past 23. I’m serious about that. I almost didn’t make it to this age several times. But here I am.  

I never really had very good adult type skills. I’m not very responsible.  When someone calls me immature, I puff my chest out, and say hell yeah I am.  I’m thankful I don’t have kids, we’d probably be doing shots together. I have a huge Peter Pan complex….I just refuse to grow up, plus i love the green tights, and the little hat. But that’s another issue for a later date.

I never had a plan. Most people I think have plans, even though they might of got sidetracked, or those plans failed..they still had plans. I never really did. I never got up and say…ok here’s what I’m going to do so I’ll be here in 5 years, or 10 years.  I just live my life, one day at a time….and here I am 36 years later.

The amazing thing is that it went by so fast. One minute I’m riding my big wheel, next I’m defraging a hard drive for some a-hole that doesn’t know he shouldn’t surf porn at work.  My grandfather said the older you get the faster the time goes.

One word for that…..Fuck!

 I wonder will there ever come a day when I will have to grow up,  I hope not.