My husband woke me up tonight to tell me he was leaving for work, and that he had mail waiting for me.
The mail was one of those official-looking things from a mysteriously nameless address that are all sealed up with a tear-off strip on the end – the kind collection agencies send you. I thought, "Oh crap, more insurance BS to deal with."
The outside said "card inside, do not bend". I relaxed a little, because collection agencies don’t send cards. So I opened it to find … AARP spam! They want me to buy a membership, which includes a magazine full of tips to help me "enjoy life over 50". Uhhh … okay, sure. Whatever you say. Like I’m not already enjoying life.
That’s right – I’m apparently an "old person" now. It feels very odd to be getting this stuff. Hubby had a great laugh over it. I told him, "You knew this would happen eventually."
Personally, I’m looking forward to the day I can start getting the senior citizen discount at restaurants. That’ll be fun.