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Three major events occurred for me last year (2010), all in the space of about 2 weeks. I turned 50. The following day I got married. Two weeks later, my oldest daughter became pregnant with her first child and my first grandchild.

Most middle-aged people will tell you that in their minds, they still feel 20 something. It's the same for me.

Wasn't it only yesterday that I was planning a night out with guys from the surf club? That gorgeous new perm. Flaired, cuffed denims and the red t-shirt with the off-the-shoulder frill. Corked platform wedgies. **sigh**

Suddenly I'm looking in the mirror and wondering how 30 years can flash by so damned quickly!

So here I am in cyberspace, sharing my genuine shock and horror with anyone who'll listen and maybe I'll even meet some other over 50s who find themselves in the same predicament!

Welcome to my dilemna!!

Monday, April 6, 2020

End of Day 15

Fifteen days in self isolation.

Today I am grateful for:

  • My Life. I have everything I ever wanted.
  • Adoring Husband not smacking me up the back of the head when I get narky and snappy.
  • Fresh limes 
It’s already after midnight so ...






Welcome to week three of isolation!

Nite all.

PS Even though this post seems like I’m not happy today, I really am, but I am forcing myself to go to bed instead of watching Grey’s Anatomy all night!

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