My ottoman, soon to be recovered, no one will admit to making the big hole/tear
the chair it actually goes with, I love this chair, I am very sad the plaid is leaving, don't even tell me it is out of style, I don't care, I love it anyway
the new fabric (see the giant roll), the chair guy is coming tomorrow to pick them up to be recovered, I might just have to sit in my beloved plaid beauty and read the paper and drink tea, one last time...
Signs all around you that indicate you are getting older:
You have to get the chair and ottoman that you bought as a newlywed that totally matched your yellow Pottery Barn couch recovered because someone poked holes in it and made big giant rips in it.
Your beautiful yellow Pottery Barn couch has been retired to another room and you replaced it with a boring, brown one that "won't show dirt as well."
While waiting in your van at the drive through, you hear two teenage girls talking about how they are soooo not getting a van when they have kids, they are going to be "cool moms." (yeah, girls, I'll talk to you in about 15 years or so, hmm)
Vericose veins are not just some strange, completely foreign thing you read about in magazines anymore.
You don't know the name of every singer/band that is being played on the radio.
You start questioning whether or not that driver in the car next to you is even old enough to drive!
People start calling you, "ma'am."
You never get to sleep past 6:30 AM, and you don't sleep that well at night either, someone is always interrupting your beauty rest.
When you watch shows like "Jersey Shore" or "The Real World" you no longer want to be on those shows, you start to wonder if their mothers approve of what those kids are doing?!
A night out with friends consists of dinner at Panera bread, even though they close at 9, and you are in bed by 10:30 (isn't that when we used to just be going out?).
McDonalds is really yucky to you and smelling it will almost make you gag.
After catching up on last season's "Secret Life of the American Teenager" you are scared to death for your own children to be teens and home schooling is starting to look like a really good option.
These are just some things I am thinking about. I am definitely not feeling like "woe is me, I am so old." Just noticing how things shift and change...