I’ve recently discovered that my fountain of youth is slowly running dry. Not even joking. And it’s like it happened overnight. I know you are only as young as you feel, but this kite isn’t flying like it’s supposed to. One day I was still 18 till I died, the next I avoid getting out of my pyjamas on weekends full-stop. And I avoid people too. Crazy right? Social butterfly turned into a chubby little sloth.
First it was just one thing, but now I need 2 hands to count the things that I’ve started to notice about getting older.
- Not a morning person
I used to be a ray of sunshine in the mornings. Since I can remember. Like so much it resulted in Hubs asking me to tone ALL of it down, at least till he was properly awake every morning. I now closely resemble the Grinch who stole mornings. Nobody breathes till I’ve had my coffee. Or else.
- Facial Hair
Random, fine little blonde hairs popping up on random places on my face. Where the hell did it come from and why is it here? Don’t test me Susan, I have wax and hair removal cream and I’m not afraid to use it. I now permanently roll with a titanium tweezer in my handbag. Ain’t nobody got time for an unwanted facial hair.
Where did they go? Man I loved them so much. I used to have lush eyebrows in my twenties, now in my late thirties, there’s barely anything to tint once a month. Hello microblading and eyebrow pencils. Seems like the hair on my brows have now taken up a new residence on random places on my face. No fair!
- My love of wine
In my twenties I would never have thought that I’d be a wine guzzling Tricenarian. Oooh I love it so much! Maybe a little too much, but that’s a post for another day. No judging Judy!
I find myself constantly needing something (good) to chew on. Cheese, chips, biltong etc. Maybe it’s because grumpy bear is supposed to hibernate during winter and not have to deal with life. And besides, snacks are life. Feed me and I’m happy… Hubs knows this too. Bless his heart.
- Zero craps given (and yes, I wanted to use the other F word, but my mom reads my blogs)
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized that I am less and less bothered by what other people think of me and how I choose to live my life. Ooh, and best part… I GET TO CHOOSE! Isn’t that just the absolute best… You get to choose who & what you surround yourself with. Don’t feel like seeing people, then just say no to invites… no need to make up silly excuses. No is an answer, full stop!
- Family & close friends are life
I’ve never been a big-group-of-friends gal. I’ve always just had a handful of friends who I love spending time with. Same with family. If I get to spend every weekend with my little tribe, I am dead happy. Gone are the days when going out was everything. I prefer staying home or having a chilled braai with fam or friends.
- The Big Chill
Lawwwdyyyy, where have you been all my life! The moment the triplets were out of the danger zone one year in, I’ve miraculously learned to be more patient and just CHILL. Like…
Our house is a hot mess on a weekend…. Whatever! At least we have a house.
I just stuck my finger in some Triplet poop…. Whatever! Could have been worse, they could have thrown up in my face.
There’s no milk for coffee… Whatever! I’ll just use some baby formula.
See where I’m going with this?
Other than the facial hair and minimal eyebrows, I’m kinda enjoying this phase of life. Here’s to many more years of the Big Chill
Also…. It’s FriYAY!