In a few weeks I'll be 50. Some people freak out, break down, fall out and have the much talked about "Mid-life Crisis" . I have a friend that has had one every 3-5 years since she was 35. She gets a brand new (younger) partner, even rearranges her inner circle of friends. She changes her entire wardrobe, hair, fitness routine, music preference and buys a new sportscar. If there's an edge - she's on it. Nothing exciting, exotic, or dangerous escapes her eye. She's nearly 60 going on 17 and still at it.
Me, I've been waiting for my Mid-life Crisis. They tell me I'm too grounded. I'm the one with the purse that would win me a place on "Let's Make A Deal". Everything you could need is in it. I even have a handcuff key and a compact CPR mask on my keychain. I've never needed one - unless you count the dummy I learned on. That goes for the key too...but that's a story for a different day.
Anyway, while I'm not showing any outward signs of upheavel, my mind/cave, is becoming more interesting by the day. Most obvious is, as the song says, "my give-a-damn is busted". I could care less what most people think. I lose what I'm saying mid-sentence and don't bother to go back for it. I stopped wearing girdles and pantyhose and underwire bras can push somebody else up. Who came up with that miserable crap anyway?! My creative side is awake. There are all kinds of drawings and scribbling on the walls of my cave - I just keep forgetting to finish them. My mother and I have more in common than I should be comfortable with. I learned to see my Maenad by witnessing hers. She didn't ......CRAP! I forgot what I wanted to say!!
I'll get back yo you....LOL! Can't believe it! I had a point and it is so gone!
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WOOHOO!! You did it!! Good job! LOVE the title. You may have lost the point you started with, but you made several good ones along the way.
"I had a point, but I lost it." It's probably wherever I left my keys, my reading glasses, my sunglasses, my cell phone, my butt.. no wait.. found that.
Okay Daph, so where is your brain today? What's scribbled on the walls of your cave?
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