As my 30th birthday has approached, I have realized how much of a difference a decade makes. (Another duh, right?) I read one of those internet top 10 lists, and I agreed with a lot of them! I looked for it; so I could link it...but I can't find the right one.
But this "Man, I'm getting older" thought occurred to me again this weekend as I left Kroger. Once again, I had a young teenage bagger (I gripe about this a lot to Brian). While I don't necessarily blame the kid - He's young. He probably doesn't grocery shop or cook like I do. He doesn't realize that I've placed my items on the conveyor belt in a certain order. He's in a hurry. etc. etc. Sometimes though, I'd think it's common sense! Don't drop a canned good on top of my tomatoes! Right!?
But that's when I realized once again that I'm getting older. At 20, I could have cared less how my groceries were bagged. I was still going to the dining hall - by choice! We had an amazing meal plan at UGA. I still miss it sometimes. So, grocery trips as a 20 year old were few and far between and for something specific, like wanting to make cookies or something like that. Now, 10 years later, I plan a week's worth of meals and shop once for the entire week; preserving my groceries, time, and energy has become a priority. Therefore, I want my groceries bagged well!
Here's my list of 30 verses 20:
I'm sure there are others, and I will add to the list as I think of things. I will say that I am content with my life and would not change a thing. I have no desire to go back to 20! Bring on, 30!