I realized something last week- I’m old. I don’t really mean this in a bad way. I am 30. It’s not like I need to have a crisis or anything. I am just a little bit old.

What happened was, I was looking on Facebook and realized there were like 15 big 4th of July parties that were going on. There were posts everywhere between mostly my high school and college friend about who was going where to do what. I quickly realized that I was invited to zero of these parties.

At first this made me sad. I started to mourn my younger self who was always invited to parties and always had a blast. After I got past the sadness I moved on to anger and resentment: “What, now that I have kids I’m no longer invited anywhere? Just because I haven’t been out in a while everyone just forgets to include me?” Mind you, this lasted approximately 30 seconds before I came to my senses.

What I realized shortly after that is – I would have said ‘no’. And, I wouldn’t have said no because I didn’t have a sitter, or because I was too busy, I would have said no because I wouldn’t have wanted to go. Simple as that. I would have made an excuse, but bottom line, a giant party in the city doesn’t appeal to me anymore. The traffic is terrible, where do you park, how do you get home or where do you sleep? etc. And THAT is when I realized- I’m old. That sounds exhausting!

Now don’t get me wrong, I love to be with friends and I love to have a good time, but I like it to be convenient. I am really f-ing busy! I don’t like to have to stress out about weekend plans too. I have enough on my plate. Is it too much to ask that I never have to leave my house and all of my friends will always come to me? Okay, maybe that’s too much. But maybe we can stick to Lake County, and only go to places with adequate parking. Oh, and I never want to worry about driving.

I like sleeping next to my husband in my own bed, with a glass of water next to me on the nightstand. If this means I’m old, I guess I don’t want to be young again. Oh well, another chapter closes. Although I will say that so far I have liked 30 more than 20. We’ll see how the next 10 years play out.