I did my taxes. ON MY OWN. Less of a makes-me-old thing and more of a wow-I'm-impressed-at-myself thing but still, ON MY OWN.
Yelled at some kids who were trying to jump the gate to the back of our building. Quote: Hey, you kids! What do you think you're doing? Get outta there! That's private property! End quote. There may or may not have been a fist or two shaken.
My hip hurts, it hurts real bad and in my experience it's older people who experience hip pain. Considering it hurts especially when I'm sitting upright, the six hour flight tomorrow may not be all gumdrops and lollypops (oh who am I kidding? We're going to Scotland, of course it will be all gumdrops and lollypops!).
I paid over $200 for medications. And none of them were for young people things like herpes or birth control. At least I don't have one of those day pill sorters. Yet.
Sure there are some youngish person things mixed in there: pizza at two in the morning; a math rock show; worked at my job where we are forbidden from using the internet and from wearing nail polish because it might smudge onto the boxes; but I definitely think the scales this week are tipped in favour of me becoming a responsible member of society.