Strange how in two and a half years things can change so dramatically. It’s odd to think that it’s even possible. Last night A1 and I were looking at pics of the kids when they were just babies. Cute yes, but that is not what got us. There was a pic (rare) of us holding the kids. A1 says “Is it just me or do we look younger in that photo?” And that’s when it hit me. We were old. How was it possible to age at least 5 or more years in the space of two and a half years? I thought about it and a couple of points came to mind:
- Two and a half years ago I had the energy of five people. Now I can barely spare energy for one.
- Two and a half years ago my head looked pretty decent. I now have enough grey hair to enter a retirement village.
- Two and half years ago I could still pass for a teenager. Now I look like what the dog threw up.
- Two and a half years ago I could still go out and have a good time, come back late and still get up and make it to work on time. I now barely go out and am really even too exhausted to think about it.
- Two and a half years ago I had ambition to be the best in my career field. I now am just thankful to have a job.
- Two and a half years ago I could look in the mirror and at least smile. I now look in the mirror and want to cry.
- Two and a half years ago I managed my time well. Now if I make it to a place 15 minutes late I consider it a WIN.
- Two and a half years ago I could easily tell you the date, time and what happened anytime anywhere. Now I’m lucky if I know what day of the week it is.
- Two and a half years ago it was easy enough to go out to a restaurant to eat. Now if there is money left over (which is very rare) we might go out to eat. If we can muster the energy.
- Two and a half years ago I was solid in my mental state. Now I doubt my mental state daily.
Those are probably not all, but I reckon one can probably come to the conclusion that two and a half years ago, we didn’t have kids.