Getting Old

The other day, as I was in the basement of the JFSB, I read through the several fliers on the various bulletin boards I passed by. One was looking for female participants for a research study. As I read through it I found that I met much of the criterion for participation. But then I got to the age restrictions. Ages 18-25. I'm too old. And for a moment, I felt it. It was a sad moment. But, on the bright side, at least I haven't passed out lately or inadvertently put my clothes on backwards.