Not even chicken pox could keep my birthday from coming round this year. I’d hoped maybe it would, but Sassy took a turn for the better (no fever today!) just in time for the 36th anniversary of my day of birth to find me.
Truthfully, I’ve noticed that while my mind still screams “I’m 24!”, my body disagrees. For instance, I pulled my neck out twice this month…once when I was blowing dry my hair, and once when I changed sleeping positions in the middle of the night. Halfway over I awoke to searing pain running down my spine and realized I couldn’t finish the roll without supporting my neck. That certainly never happened in my 20’s.
I also notice that all the things I stressed out about while in my 20’s (wrinkles, crows feet, cellulite, droopy ass, saggy boobs, etc.), and took preventative measures against (wrinkle cream…ha! In my 20’s I was addicted to it!), are actually happening but I’m too busy to care. Yes, my brow furrows are permanent. I have a Sassy to deal with! Crows feet? Yes, but I call them laugh lines. Dark undereye circles? Yes please! And may I have a couple on each side just to prove how many sleepless nights I’ve spend with sick kids? Why yes, yes I can! And when Sassy started poking on my boobs one day last week because she was “helping them wake up”? Well, we won’t talk about that, will we?
I know these things are happening, but I spend less time in front of a mirror than I did at 20, so I’m not processing them in real time…mostly only when I see a picture of myself and go…’who’s the old broad?’
Although I have taken up regular exercise and kept my hair mostly groomed, as well as found appropriate cosmetics to cover over any things I wish weren’t there. I know my life is way more kick ass than it was at 24, so that’s good. Overall, I think I’m holding up pretty well!
Not bad for 36, eh?!
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