Showing posts with label growing older. Show all posts
Showing posts with label growing older. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
It was bound to happen sooner or later...
The dreaded menopause has finally decided to sneak up on me.
This weekend I actually turned on the AC because it was too humid in the house. ME!
In years past, everyone else has complained. "It's hot." "It's stuffy." "It's humid." Only DH's pleas were catered to. He pays the bills after all. Everyone was told to "suck it up, buttercup."
But oh man... This weekend we're just hanging out and surprisingly the stuffiness in the house wasn't bothering DH, but I was just feeling ugh and this was even after I removed clothing. So I finally kicked the air on.
It's not all the time at this point, and it's really just been something I've noticed a few times over the last couple of months. Mostly I'm my usual self and feeling too cold more often than too hot.
The joys of growing *ahem* older...
Friday, May 20, 2016
Time Heals All Wounds
There was a time, not so long ago, that I would have given quite a lot to go back in time. To a time when my kids, Sonshine especially, were still home.
But I've discovered that, as a friend said to me, just because we become adults doesn't mean we stop growing up. Now, I'm not sure what I'm doing could be considered "growing up." I might call it evolving.
Now that I'm not longer having to actively be a mom--not that I was always doing a good job--and which I had been doing since I was nineteen, I can now discover who I am aside from wife and mother. I've been a slow work in progress, but now that other important tasks have been completed, the progress can proceed at a little bit faster pace.
Y'all already know I'm a fan girl, that's been a thing for a while, but now I can explore that a little more like traveling for a fan-run fandom con.
I'm learning that I like to watch sports--some sports anyway. English football of all things. The funny thing is, DH played soccer as a child and until recently, I had no use whatsoever for soccer. I grew up watching baseball and figured that'd be my sport of choice. But hockey is Sonshine's sport of choice and Stanley Cup playoffs, so I've been watching a bit of that, and then for research for a book, I watched a football match and...I liked it. So I watched another and another and well...now I'm a fan. And I have this super duper app that lets me watch them on my terms.
So as the blog is called...there certainly is a time for everything!
Happy Friday!
Friday, June 13, 2014
My kids think I'm strange, weird, crazy...
For many reasons!
As I grow older and pay more attention to myself, I'm becoming quirkier and more eccentric. Is there anything wrong with that? I think not. Some of my children (*cough*DD*cough*) care more than others.
First, I went mostly shoe-less. Unless of course the situation requires them for whatever reason. Several years ago I really became aware of the fact that I walk on the outsides of my feet and that my feet frequently ached. Then I noticed that on the weekends when I didn't wear shoes I had less pain. I contemplated getting inserts but really couldn't stomach the costs. So I gimped along for awhile, choosing flat shoes over anything with any kind of sole. That helped a lot.
Then I saw these things in a magazine a few months ago--neoprene Mary Janes! They're really slippers and they have no soles at all! I bought two pair, polka dots and plain black.
They have been the best things for my feet. I've worn them almost everywhere and frequently go for days without putting on a real pair of shoes. Since I work for DH and we don't really have clients in the office I can wear them to work without issue. My feet no longer ache unless I wear certain shoes for any length of time and I avoid that as often as possible.
So do you have a certain quirk you'd care to share?
Oh, and happy birthday to me. Yesterday was my birthday!!
Friday, September 27, 2013
Ch-ch-changes...
At the risk of violating the TMI rule, I think I've started the big change women go through.
I wouldn't have thought so a week ago, but a couple of things have happened to make me think I've started the journey. I've never been afraid of it or worried about it, frequently saying, "bring on the hot flashes" since I'm always cold.
But Jen, you're only 45. True, but still within the normal range for the onset of--let me just say it--menopause.
Since I started getting periods, I've missed three in my whole life. Knowing how many kids I have, this makes perfect sense. My cycles have also occurred on a standard 28-day rotation. In August, I swear I didn't get one. At least not when I should have. It was late... I didn't think about it until it showed up. But then three weeks later, I get another?? Me thinks there's something rotten in Denmark. (And I can say that cuz I'm Danish, tee hee.)
Then yesterday I almost had a meltdown for no good reason.
There may not be enough evidence for a medical doctor to agree with my diagnosis, but I know me, and all other things being equal, it seems the most likely diagnosis.
Anyway, enough of me and my true confessions.
It's Friday, and you all know what that means--Friday Night Lights!! And we're finally gonna see a marching show tonight. I'm looking forward to it.
Have a great weekend.
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