Nice to see you!

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!!

Sunday, December 6, 2020

Shouldering the Load

Last Thursday, we replaced our 8 yr old broken Bosch dishwasher with the latest model of the same brand.

We brought it home, which was easy because the big strong man at The Good Guys simply picked it up and slid it into the back of our car.

Trouble was, the big strong man didn’t come home with us!

As Adoring Husband and I slid the dishwasher out of the car onto our wheeled trolley, I jarred my shoulder. It hurt at the time, but the pain disappeared quickly and I thought nothing more of it.

Until today ... the pain returned. Ouch.

I feel a touch incapacitated and I can’t seem to find a comfortable position.

I’m hoping that a shoulder rub with some DoTerra Ice Blue followed by a good sleep will see me wake up as good as new tomorrow.

Needless to say, my Sunday was full of nothing except movies and uncomfortable squirming on my seat.

AH put the Christmas tree up, but we haven’t decorated it yet ...

Now it’s bed time!

Nite all.

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