Never Too Old

Yesterday a friend of ours called B at worked and asked if we’d like to go to a concert with him and his wife tonight. His company had the “Penthouse Suite” at the United Center, so he thought it would be fun to get a group together.

Sure, we’re always up for an adventure!

So tonight we’re going to see The Eagles. Fun, right?

Yes, it’s going to be a blast, except I keep asking myself if we’re too old for this. Our friend and his wife are probably ten—maybe more—years younger than us and ten times cooler than us. (They were students of mine WAY back when they were in college. They met in my class—how strange is that?!)

Now wait a minute . . . too old to attend a concert? No way. Here’s the thing . . . once you think you’re too old, you are. Once you give in to the temptation to just sit on the couch and do nothing every night, you become nothing. I say ‘Go for it!’ Try something new, out of your comfort zone, and you just might be renewed, energized.

B and I have often talked about retirement (that long-way-off-“event” that might, hopefully, someday take place). We don’t want to sit on our butts then, so we really can’t sit on our butts now. When opportunities present themselves, we try to take the adventure.

Which is why we said yes to the concert. It’s not like we’re huge Eagles fans. (Heck, I thought the football team was coming to town when B asked me about it!)

So I asked our friend, when he dropped off the tickets yesterday, if he was sure he wanted to take us along. After all, we’ll probably know all the words to the songs!

He assured me that, yes, they were really looking forward to it.

I guess they need some chaperones.