It’s official. I am definitely an old lady now. Got a rolling trolley for riding the bus to the grocery store.
It seems to have snuck up on me? I was dancing around in my pajamas to some really irresistible house music when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror on the buffet. YIKES!! Who IS that old woman? Scraggly gray hair, wobbly arm flesh and boobs hanging low. Seriously, a discouraging sight!
Would I trade the wisdom of my old age for the firm flesh of my youth? Maybe? Sometimes I would. There’s no going back and there’s no use crying about it either.
Just stay away from the mirror when dancing in my pajamas.
I’m not a stuck in the past old woman. I find new music to dance to. I make play lists with mostly new sounds. I dance as well as I am able on any given day.
But, I do have a shopping trolley and I do wear sensible shoes. Also sunscreen and a hat. Seeing me on the bus, you would never guess the shenanigans of my youth.
That’s all I have to say about that right now. It’s super hot and muggy. I’m staying put. Grateful for air conditioning. Grateful to be alive and sober. ☮️🙏🏻
Spinster Life 
I hear you! I am still having my hair colored. Folding shopping carts are a must have. We used 2 or 3 to go shopping weekly to the Co-op. They are so helpful. I have been trying to be more active, but hell, everything hurts. I am taking yoga, weight/core strength class and swimming 3-5 miles per week. Still working about 10 hours a week. But I feel great! Love staying home and gardening, puttering, cooking, baking, reading, etc.
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