So today I had a couple of those "omg I'm so old" moments.
The first came when my sister, Cassi, called to tell me a few things about a family I knew from Nephi, Utah, my hometown. I babysat for them years ago and taught their youngest son in church when he was 3. The "I'm so old" feeling came when she said he is now 10. 10?!? While 7 years may not sound like that long, it was just the last time I lived at home that I taught him...which only seems like a couple of years ago. Their oldest daughter (who I used to babysit) is now married. Gosh, I'm old.
The second one came when I called the local optometry place in Nephi. I order my contacts from them because if I order them from my eye doctor here I have to pay $100 for a contact lens appoitment and the contacts are expensive. If I order them from the place in Nephi I just have to send my current prescription and they ship me way cheaper contacts with no contact lens appointment. Anyway, so the people who own the optometry place were our neighbors growing up. The guy answers and I say "Hi Clint, it's Danette how are you?" At that moment I had this strange 'living in two worlds' feeling. It's strange talking to people you knew when you were young and calling them by their first name...and talking to them as an adult...It was a bizarre feeling for a moment...Talking to this man who had always been "Brother so and so" (all adults are called brothers and sisters in the Mormon Church) who was now Clint...a man who I am now somewhat equal to. Bizarre.
