I am a 30-something mother of 3 and yet I found myself standing in line at 11:30pm last night waiting for….a book. But this is not just any book. This is the final book in one of the most popular book series ever. Seriously. I was waiting for “Breaking Dawn”, the last of the books in the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer. If you’ve read the series, you understand. I discovered the books over Christmas break and couldn’t put them down. When I got to the end of the 3rd book, I was so sad to leave the characters that I had to read them all over again. So when book #4 went on sale last night, I had to have it. My mom went early and reserved one for me and then at 11pm last night, I left to go stand in line with my sister. I was so excited I couldn’t stand it. I HAD to know if Edward and Bella stay together. As soon as I got my copy I went right to the back page to find out. (Yes, I do that with every book.)
But as I was standing in line, I started to feel really old. Normally I don’t feel that way. Most days I look around and wonder, “How can I possibly be old enough to have 3 kids and a mortgage? How can I be old enough to be married to someone who just turned 40?” But last night was different. There were plenty of other sane adults like me. But there was also a high number of very shrilly, young ladies who, honestly, just got on my nerves. They were the ones who were wearing hand-drawn t-shirts expressing their love for Edward and screaming every chance they got. A couple of them even stole the posters right out of the bookstore. You know what went through my head? “Was I really this obnoxious when I was a teenager?” Regrettably, I’m sure the answer to that would be “yes”. At least it would be if you asked my mother.
So I believe that makes me officially old.
How sad for me. I think I’ve now become a grown-up.
But as I was standing in line, I started to feel really old. Normally I don’t feel that way. Most days I look around and wonder, “How can I possibly be old enough to have 3 kids and a mortgage? How can I be old enough to be married to someone who just turned 40?” But last night was different. There were plenty of other sane adults like me. But there was also a high number of very shrilly, young ladies who, honestly, just got on my nerves. They were the ones who were wearing hand-drawn t-shirts expressing their love for Edward and screaming every chance they got. A couple of them even stole the posters right out of the bookstore. You know what went through my head? “Was I really this obnoxious when I was a teenager?” Regrettably, I’m sure the answer to that would be “yes”. At least it would be if you asked my mother.
So I believe that makes me officially old.
How sad for me. I think I’ve now become a grown-up.
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