Though I wish I was about 10 years younger, I do like being an X. I think our generation is in the wonderfully unique position of being old enough to appreciate the charm of the non-computerized past while being young enough to have easily adapted and integrated into the digital age.
Caught the tail end of the Boomer generation. I can definitely relate to not feeling young. I live three blocks from the University of Portland, and whenever I walk my dog on campus, college girls no longer see me as a sexual being…but as someone’s father or…gulp…grandfather. One thing I can vouch for, though- be good to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone. 😂🙄
I agree with you on cherishing and appreciating the young! One of my pet peeves is generation after generation dissing the next round of fashion, music, politics, supposed laziness or whatever.
Right? We bash like we ourselves were bashed. It's one of the few things John and I don't agree on. Of course, he's a musician, so I think it's harder for him to see Megan Thee Stallion in the same way he reveres Count Basie. Come to think of it, he may have a point...See? See how hard this is?
I'm actually a late boomer ('57), though I refuse to accept that anyone born after 1960 still qualifies (supposedly it goes up to 1965, which is bullshit.) These days, in order to get anything done in the yard I don't own but must care fore, I usually have to attack it just as I'm coming home from some errand or other. It is never the ideal time or temperature, but if I allow myself to sit down, that's it for the evening. (One of the reasons I need the brush-cutter to open up any space in the backyard.)
It's an either/or proposition these days, absolutely. But, you know, Gares, you're another one that doesn't feel Boomer to me. Is it your young, forward-thinking brain? Who can tell? I'll tell you what, though. I need a brush-cutter to clear the fog in my head each morning.
Thank you for the beautiful article, Stacey .you voiced everything ive been feeling and noticing about being genx including the either\or energy level of writing or errands.❤️❤️❤️
Thanks, Sedonia. I know there are plenty of folks who believe admitting to a limitation is just giving yourself one. But...sorry, not sorry. With age come limitations. There are so many other perks, though! As in, at almost fifty, I actually know my ass from a hole in the ground! I know exactly who and what I am. I am no longer full of angst, fury, and self-loathing.
Though I wish I was about 10 years younger, I do like being an X. I think our generation is in the wonderfully unique position of being old enough to appreciate the charm of the non-computerized past while being young enough to have easily adapted and integrated into the digital age.
I totally agree. We're the first generation to bridge that gap. And that says a lot about our intellectual heft ;-)
Caught the tail end of the Boomer generation. I can definitely relate to not feeling young. I live three blocks from the University of Portland, and whenever I walk my dog on campus, college girls no longer see me as a sexual being…but as someone’s father or…gulp…grandfather. One thing I can vouch for, though- be good to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone. 😂🙄
SERIOUSLY. Yes. If your knees give up on you, you're done for. FWIW, you seem a lot more Gen X than Boomer to me. Maybe it's your extreme smarts ;-)
I’m trying to defy what the calendar tells me. 🤣
I agree with you on cherishing and appreciating the young! One of my pet peeves is generation after generation dissing the next round of fashion, music, politics, supposed laziness or whatever.
Right? We bash like we ourselves were bashed. It's one of the few things John and I don't agree on. Of course, he's a musician, so I think it's harder for him to see Megan Thee Stallion in the same way he reveres Count Basie. Come to think of it, he may have a point...See? See how hard this is?
I'm actually a late boomer ('57), though I refuse to accept that anyone born after 1960 still qualifies (supposedly it goes up to 1965, which is bullshit.) These days, in order to get anything done in the yard I don't own but must care fore, I usually have to attack it just as I'm coming home from some errand or other. It is never the ideal time or temperature, but if I allow myself to sit down, that's it for the evening. (One of the reasons I need the brush-cutter to open up any space in the backyard.)
It's an either/or proposition these days, absolutely. But, you know, Gares, you're another one that doesn't feel Boomer to me. Is it your young, forward-thinking brain? Who can tell? I'll tell you what, though. I need a brush-cutter to clear the fog in my head each morning.
I remember where I was when I learned of Kennedy's -- that's John F. -- death.
That just sucks. What a memory for a child.
Thank you for the beautiful article, Stacey .you voiced everything ive been feeling and noticing about being genx including the either\or energy level of writing or errands.❤️❤️❤️
Thanks, Sedonia. I know there are plenty of folks who believe admitting to a limitation is just giving yourself one. But...sorry, not sorry. With age come limitations. There are so many other perks, though! As in, at almost fifty, I actually know my ass from a hole in the ground! I know exactly who and what I am. I am no longer full of angst, fury, and self-loathing.
Hey, I'll take this over the other ANY DAY.