I have a friend whom has a 25 year old son that was dating a 32 year old and she didn’t approve of the age difference.
I kinda giggled cause I thought..ok, ok, 25 *is* a world away from 32.
I have to tell you, I’m 33 and other than having a kid and a fetus right now, I don’t feel like I am that much different than I was at 25. Sure, I have a job that requires a crap load of attention, I have a mortgage, I have kids, I can’t club or go out on a whim, but there are a LOT of girls in their 20′s that fall under all those same restrictions. I was one of the lucky ones that didn’t have a child till later in my 20′s at the time, so I had a lot of living I was able to do before I turned into this person.
Nonetheless, I still listen to the same music, read books every day, take a bath every day, like the same restaurants, enjoy vacation, wear high heels….
I mean you won’t find me sauntering up to some guy at a bar expecting him to buy me a drink, I’ll just whip out my own money thank you very much, but overall….I feel the same.
This is me at 25:
This is me now, at 33:
A little blonder, a little longer hair, a little rounder in the face, a little more tan, but a lot more confident. I happen to think I am aging gracefully…even on a webcam.
Anyhoo..I started wondering, OMG. Am I a cougar?
Is like 8 years difference…you know…disgusting?
Would that make me the disgusting part of the relationship cause I’m the old decrepit one?
Cause, truth be told, I really would date someone 25. It’s not like its the same as a college aged frat boy….presuming he is someone whom has a job, a car, graduated with some form of higher education, speaks the same language I do, hasn’t fathered 89 kids, and doesn’t live in his moms basement.
Come to think of it…that’s ANY age.
See….I would totally consider this man completely and utterly date-able and he isn’t even 25:
But seriously, is 25 to 33 THAT far apart?
Its like…being 83 and 75, right?
I’m all kinds of depressed now.
Nevermind. I feel better.