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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!!

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Doing My Head In

I’m doing my own head in!

I didn’t pedal to work this morning because I had too much to carry and it wouldn’t fit in my trike basket, so we loaded it into the car and Adoring Husband drove me and my lode to work.

This included my ‘almost finished’ artwork, my easel, my bag of art pens and brushes and pencils and acrylic paints, the money tin, my laptop bag, my change of clothes for afternoon hooping, my handbag and my journaling lesson.

We arrived at the shop nice and early because I had some work to do before my girls arrived for morning coffee. 

There were only four of us sitting at the table and as usual, those pesky customers interrupted my socialising and I didn’t get to spend as much time chatting as I’d have liked.

I think it was close to 11am when the girls departed and I was flat out for the next hour and a half making good sales. It was an excellent sales day!

I found time to clear the morning coffee area, folding up the table and removing the chairs, leaving only the tables for journaling. I also cleared all the washed art tools and buckets from the kitchen and put them in their homes.

AH arrived to tell me about his new business add on and to close the shop for me as I greeted my cleaner who I convinced to give the kitchen area a good scrub (it’s so shiny and clean now!) and she was soon followed by the journaling girls.

We chatted and wrote and brain stormed for an hour. They helped me open the three boxes of stock that arrived at the same time they did ... that was a bit of fun.

We finished right on 3.30pm because two of us had to leave for our hooping class. I had already warned The Gypsy that I would be late so I didn’t stress myself trying to rush. I changed my clothes and power walked to the location which was about a block away.

There were six of us all learning new tricks and moving parts of our bodies that haven’t been worked like that for over a month! After a very full day, my body was certainly feeling it by the end of the session!

AH arrived early to pick me up but it was about 5.10pm when I climbed gingerly into the car and we returned to the shop to clear the training room to set up for meditation. We folded the tables, cleared the empty boxes, put the newly arrived stock behind the counter, moved my art to the treatment room, vacuumed the floor, set out the chairs and placed the donation box.

Once we were happy with the set up, we gathered the money tin, the laptop bag, the bag of dirty cleaning rags and my handbag and trudged to the car.

Thankfully, AH was doing his Friday night dinner deal for me and after I had a shower and cleared the usual after work mess away, I was able to sit down and put my feet up.

What a pleasant relief that was!

It’s almost 11pm and I have to be at work by 6.30am so it’s time to sleep.

I am well and truly done for the day.

Nite all.

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