Age Challenged rQQzy: Hermit Sunday

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, March 30, 2025

Hermit Sunday

I slept soundly all night from around 11.30pm until 9am!

It was quite shocking to see that time on my phone. Harley hadn't even woken me up!

I was moved to get out of bed when I received a text from BGWLBH asking if I had any ironing. I IMMEDIATELY took my 5 items to her.

Despite a good night's sleep, I was not in a good frame of mind and Adoring Husband, almost immediately, pissed me off.

He didn't do anything significant, but my patience ran thin and I just wasn't in the mood.

After Harley play, I didn't even make any breakfast, I came back to my bedroom where I intended to stay for the day.

Originally, I was going to complete my IChing course, but I got distracted by TV, Facebook, YouTube, journaling and emails.

The football started at 3pm and AH reminded me at 4pm that it was Harley play time.

After play time, I sat for 20 minutes until BGWLBH asked if she could help with dinner, so I gave her a task and joined her in the kitchen to get started.

Roast pumpkin and spinach salad, coleslaw and barramundi steaks with lemon.

Oh and I made some banana bread which we all enjoyed after dinner while it was still warm with lots of oozy butter!

The first final night of MAFS was tonight.

I'm sitting up in bed watching a replay of Australian Taskmaster.

I need to sleep soon. I don't want to sleep in again.