Definitely

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 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. ☮️🙏🏻