Help! I’m morphing into a curmudgeon

I’m slowly becoming something I’m not sure I like.  I don’t know if it’s lazy, like I could be any lazier than I already was, or if it’s something else.  Maybe I’m becoming a curmudgeon.  Here are a few ways I feel I’ve changed or am changing:

  • I don’t answer the phone unless I know who’s calling. I used to always answer the phone even though I knew it might be a solicitor calling. I’ve gotten to where I don’t even answer and if they don’t leave a message or it’s a “private” number, I use the ‘Block Number’ feature on my phone.  I used to have fun messing around with the telemarketers, trying to keep them on the line for as long as I could. Now, for the most part, I don’t want to and if I do answer, I’m sometimes not the nicest person.
  • I don’t answer the door if I don’t know who’s there.  Just the other day, a guy who appeared to be in his 20’s rang the doorbell.  I peeked out, I didn’t know him so I just came back to my office and let the dogs bark him away.  Almost every time someone comes to the door they’re trying to sell something.  I don’t want to buy whatever they’re selling. I never used to be that way.
  • I wear the same jeans 2, 3, or 4 days in a row.  I used to change jeans (pants) every day, sometimes twice a day, depending on what I was doing.  Now I spend most days sitting at my computer or on the couch watching television.  I think it’s mostly based on laziness because I don’t want to go through the motions of moving everything from the old jeans to the new, clean jeans. I seem to carry stuff in all four pockets of my jeans and add a belt and the task seems monumental sometimes.  I shower every day and change shirts, socks and underwear.  I would feel cruddy if I didn’t.  But wearing the same jeans more than once, that’s a new thing for me.
  • I don’t care for shopping much.  I used to love going shopping. Now, I go. I get what I went to get and I go home. Rarely do I just go to browse. If I want something I shop online.  If I NEED something, I try to find out if I can find it locally. If not I shop online. Now, I’ve sort of been this way with shopping longer than the other things, but I would always enjoy going out on Christmas Eve and browse with the holiday shoppers.  I didn’t like it if I HAD to find something, I just felt that I wanted to be in the holiday crowd.  I enjoyed that.  This past Christmas Eve, I didn’t go out at all. The exception to this is when I travel.  I still enjoy browsing souvenirs, t-shirts, and stuff like that while traveling.  I won’t be surprised if that changes too.

So, I don’t know where that leaves me or what changes I’ll experience next. I guess I’m up for the adventure, but I’ll be wearing yesterday’s jeans.



29 thoughts on “Help! I’m morphing into a curmudgeon”

  1. I must be right there with you. Except I despise Christmas shopping. I did most of it online the past couple years. When I get home I immediately change into sweats or PJs. But I live alone, so really, no one to impress.

  2. Curmudgeon…Thanks for that! I thought I was fairly well read, but wasn’t sure of what that word was…Now I feel like a patient who has been frustratingly given the runaround trying to get a diagnosis for an ailment..Finally an answer – I suffer from Curmudgeonitis!.
    I’m now going to print the word out in the biggest bold font I can fit on A4 and tape it to the shelf above the computer desk.
    Take pride in it Jonco, wallow in it. Like me you would have earned the right, after years of slog, rushing to work, bringing up a family etc etc.

  3. Jonco, if you’re a curmudgeon, than I think most of society is right along with you. There is just too much stress filling our brains, too much fear-mongering re “who could be at the door”, too much pressure to DO something, and not enough positive outlets for our pent-up feelings. No wonder there are so many trolls out there. Those people seem to feel that anyone on the internet is just an avatar, they aren’t ‘real’, so no problem in the troll releasing emotions while totally destroying them.
    But I completely agree that all those things we used to think was vital, like never wearing the same clothes two days in a row, now – just don’t matter. Our priorities have flipped, our time is precious and the only downside, we no longer have patience for people who want to take up our time for their own interests (like selling something) not ours.
    And you’re right – it’s a new adventure 😀

  4. Curmudgeon
    noun …a bad-tempered, difficult, cantankerous person

    OK I shop on line simply because the area I live in finds more money in building high density house eliminating options to shop unless I drive to another town. Then there is this we don’t have that but can order it and you come pick it up shipping to you home is extra. OK I can do that myself and as an Amazon prime member free shipping.

    I don’t answer my phone when there is no id simply do the to fact I was receiving up wards of 15 spam callers a day.

    I will open my door sometimes but really door to door selling out here is usually a scam.

    I personally don’t like traffic but drive anyway as being out in my car is totally my time. I’m the person who takes the road less traveled.

    Shopping at the holidays has never been my thing I try to pick things up through out the year…the hard part is remembering where I put them.

    I try to march to the beat of my own drum. Thankfully I worked where innovation was encouraged. I work at laughing more swearing less and have learned from the best…I believe it was John Wayne who said’ smile when you call me that.’. So if i find a need to swear I work hard at smiling when I do.

  5. You could be describing me. I think I’m just overloaded with information and being constantly assaulted to buy something.

    • SO true… They’re ringing your landline, ringing your mobile, putting pop-ups on your computer, stuffing your snailmailbox, spamming your email, driving signboard trucks around town, banging on your door, blaring commercials to you on monitors over every cash register and at gas pumps, putting big advertising stickers on the grocery floor. It’s horrible in sports… ‘product placement’ in the play-by-play (“There’s the Verizon call to the bullpen”), ads flashing around the whole perimeter of the arena or stadium and booming over the speakers, ads on the ice or field, in the rafters, on the scoreboards, on a blimp overhead.

      • And I’ve aged out of their target audience unless they’re selling hearing aids, adult diapers, motorized scooters, Medicare supplemental insurance and the like. Why do I have to keep seeing ads for all that other stuff? I don’t mind a good commercial if it’s funny. That’s why I watch the Super Bowl.

  6. I’ve always worn jeans (Levis) for a week, even as a kid way back in the olden days, so you can’t count that. They are made for that kind of wear, and only need to be changed sooner if you fall in the crick or get them exceedingly muddy/dirty.

    • …and …. according to the CEO of Levi’s, Chip Bergh, you should NEVER wash you jeans! Honestly, that’s what he says! He claims it damages the material and isn’t necessary.
      Even Men’s Fitness magazine says, unless you go commando, washing your jeans 3 times in a year is sufficient. So going a week without washing your jeans is still nowhere near long enough LOL!

  7. My youngest grandchild is 15–they all love getting money for Christmas. One of my daughters said that all the adults have everything we need, so let’s donate to charity instead. I feel really good about that.

  8. I despise shopping at normal stores I feel like I’ve seen it all a thousand times, if I go somewhere I don’t get to often that has different things I’ll still shop rather than just run in and buy. I also still like going to antique stores because you never know what you’ll see, maybe junk, maybe something you haven’t seen in 20 years maybe something you’ve never seen. For me it’s about being bored by the sameness of it all.

  9. It may be fun to joke about becoming a curmudgeon, but that literally sounds like the early signs of depression.


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