am I old?

I am getting a bit paranoid about my social life. My non-existant social life.

A few weeks ago, I needed to complete a puzzle. I have no idea why I needed a puzzle. Perhaps it is due to my lack of a social life here in Ely. It was not a want, it was a NEED. Of course I could not find anything but puppies and flowers at out Hometown Ely Pamida. So I had to head out of town to find anything that was worth completing. Low and behold, at the Ben Franklin (an old lady store where I was buying yarn) I found a challenging and yet puppy and fuzzy landscape free puzzle.

Kevin and I choose to spend out evenings working on this frog happiness. One Saturday afternoon Gina came over and called us old and nursing home bound. That comment made me wonder... have I become and old lady? Since we have been trying to get pregnant, I have not been drinking, therefore I have not been going out to bars. The public library and the lone coffee shop are closed my 7 and 6 PM respectfully. Where else can I go? Does knitting on Tuesday nights count as a social life? Until I figure it out, I will be buying a lot of puzzles and yarn.