Seems to be winding down in here! I have passed the test, survived and grown and lived to never regret the gift of life. I have so much to be thankful for. My children, my granddaughter and my true friends.
I have so much to look forward to. A very important archaeological dig coming up as well as my volunteering work. What I'm not looking forward to is the operation on my foot. It's getting closer and I'm dreading being in a cast and about 9 months of recovery!
I'm off one of my pills ( under docs orders this time!) and I must say the first couple of weeks have been tough. I have spent hours on the sofa, unable to find the will to do anything and just looking to the past with heavily rose tinted spectacles. Yes I loved her immensely. Yes I was mentally ill. Yes she had problems. No we didn't help each other. No we didn't address any of it. Yes I realise she didn't love me. And yes I'm remaining single!
It feels like I'm semi retired. I now know that I'm officially old. I actually said to myself at the age of 50 (6years ago!) that if I ever find beige slacks by Cotton Traders cool, that I'd strangle myself with one of their light yellow cardigans. Well, that day has arrived dear readers! Do I stick to unfashionable skinny jeans and loud shirts or join the ranks of pensioners worrying about pee staining the front of their elasticated waisted Chum trousers. Do I get rid of my cool collection of boots and shoes and buy some of those shapeless shoes seen in the back of Peoples Friend? So much easier to do up with the Velcro straps! Do I dress as fashionably as I can and possibly embarrass myself and become known as the oldest rocker in town? Beige beige beige beige beige!!!!!
You wear what you want to wear to feel comfortable. Simple as that.