We were born right after the end of the WWII baby boom. Going to school, Baby Boomers were about half of our teachers, so from birth all outside influences told us to be the way we were. We were good kids, slightly rambunctious, we ran in packs around the neighborhood. Everyone ran in packs around every neighborhood. Every house had a TV that ran all evening. The parents stayed inside & watched; the kids stayed outside & played until dark in the summer.
You have your whole life to get serious, we were told. Of course, these were the Baby Boomers telling us that while they were all snorting Coke & popping Quaaludes. Disco. Need I say more? It was huge & the clubs were packed. Cute girls were never ID’d. Never. At the time though, it was legal to drink low point beer at age 18, so there were a ton of beer bars. They didn’t ID either.
I sailed through high school without cracking a book or attending class. Funny thing was that to skip out of school, you would actually have to get there early to find a partner in crime. We never got in trouble for skipping out of school. You got 3 unexcused “lates” each quarter & I was a master at an excuse. I told a great story & could always get my group out of trouble. It was always a group – packed as tightly into that Delta 88/Vistacruiser/Cutlass as possible, running around town all day.
I worked for three years after high school at the coolest job in the world: I processed seismic trace data using FORTRAN. There might have been some BASIC & COBOL thrown in there somewhere (everything was capitalized back then). I played ADVENT & Dungeon & the early Zorks. Then the oil industry collapsed & off to college I went. Did I major in computers? No, I was an idiot!
This is what you did, you goofed off because you have your entire life to grow up & get serious. This is what the finally-serious Baby Boomers told us in school, just out of school, on TV, in every popular book, in every song on the radio. Find yourself! Find your passion! Of course while telling us this, the Boomers themselves were getting serious & starting to rake in the dough.
I met my husband in the very early eighties; he ran in the same group as my boyfriend at the time & had the same major as I did: Geology. I cut his hair – I cut everyone’s hair – I wasn’t very good at it, but I was cheap, lol! My boyfriend dumped me 2 years later & my husband & I started hanging out. We were best friends for about 4 months before we realized we were dating. It took us a month after that to kiss & my sister kissed him first (under the mistletoe). Bitch 🙂
We just kind of hung out in the college town for a few years; it was cheap & we had fun jobs, then we decided it was a good idea to move to a big city – it took us 2 years to get the hell out of there & back to our home town. We were coming up on our 30s. We were still just fooling around like we were supposed to. We had our entire lives to get serious! In the early 1990s the economy was really bad, so it wasn’t as if there was going to be anything resembling a career anyway.
Thing is that there were all these abandoned houses sitting around. You could get one for a few thousand dollars, so we did & we fixed it up. The neighborhood was terrible; it hasn’t improved much! We now live next door. It was cheap to live & we got whatever jobs & life passed. It was fun! We partied our lives away! Holy cow, we should have bought a handful of those houses; we could have done it no problem.
We discussed having kids in our mid 30s, but neither of us was very enthusiastic. We decided that if it were a priority, we would have had them a decade before. We didn’t know anyone our age with kids; our siblings weren’t having kids. It was very unpopular & you were looked upon as sort of boring & giving up on life. That was the message in the day, at least the message we got.
I’m not saying that I would do any different today, but looking back with red pill knowledge, damn we were ignorant! I mean, it’s nice to float on the surface of life, but we should have kicked at least a little ass, right? I mean we did lots of fun things & opened a fun business & lived fun lives, but maybe we should have grown up at some point in time. The only thing we did do was take advantage of the Boomer’s leavings & we lived frugally. Also my husband has always been really good at investments.
We are still floating on the surface of life – we are old, everything’s paid for, no one is relying on us & we are practically almost retired(ish). We never did grow up & become adults, & frankly, don’t see much reason to do so now, except that our bodies don’t heal as quickly as they used to. Crazy thing is that barring a horrific accident or illness, we still have half of our lives left. What the hell are we going to do with them?
I was lead to believe that amazing & wonderful things were in store for me. I was sold a bill of goods – I was a special snowflake just like everyone else! What I didn’t realize until recently is that throughout time, 99% of all people just lived their lives as best they could. Very few people had amazing & wonderful lives, but I was told my entire life to expect amazing & wonderfulness to happen. All the commercials on TV were amazing & wonderful! Buy this tampon & have romantic horseback rides on the beach!
I guess what I’m most thankful for is that I got to spend most of my life so far with my husband. We goofed off & had fun, but we did it together. Yes we completely bought the blue pill, but we bought it together. Once I found the red pill, we took it together. We are wasting our lives, but we are wasting them together. We are getting old, but we are getting old together. So, I guess our lives really haven’t been wasted at all 🙂