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Week in Review – A Clothes Call

Washed my clothes last night,
including what I wore to work yesterday.

Now I can’t remember what that was.
So, I’m pretty sure I wore the same shirt to work two days in a row.

I must be breaking my caffeine addiction,

because I didn’t get a headache until 5pm.
**Tuesday update – 3pm headache,
I think I’ll just keep the caffeine. 

I looked at a house today, but I’m not so sure about it.
It’s a very good price, but lots of home-improvement jobs need doing.

But then I realized that I can not do all the projects there,
just as easily as I don’t do them where I live now. 

A 19-year-old at work looks much, much younger.

I told her people said that to me when I was her age,
and I hated it.
I said she should embrace it, because
it really pays off when you’re in your 30s.

*sigh*  And then they never say it again.

Speaking of getting older…

Invincibility isn’t a given for me anymore.
I know this because I’m going away for the weekend,
and I felt the need to tidy my kitchen.
Because I could be in a wreck or fall off the mountain…
This is what I think about now,
and people seeing my dirty house
when I’m gone.

It’s raining today…

enough that I need the wipers,
but not enough to keep them 
from making that awful sound.

Spent a lovely day with friends old and new.

Why don’t I do that more often?

Items of Interest:

Never Stop Improving – Do I Have A Choice? by averageinsuburbia (in which her house looks like mine, only better)

Where do Home Improvement Projects go to die? by me (in which the answer is “My house.”)

How To Be Old by notquiteold (in which she witnessed “two different approaches to aging”)


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  1. Thanks for the mention. And it’s comforting to know I’m not the only one worrying about the EMTs finding my body in a dusty house!

    October 16, 2011
    • Haha – yes! Or to have found that my dog has eaten some part of me. But I hope I would be found before that! I never used to think about that stuff before.

      I liked your post and it made me think about just how I’m doing my aging. I joke about being old, but I’m just at the beginning really. I think I want to rock it out more than graceful it out. The trouble is, I’ve never been much of a rocker. Is it too late to start now?

      October 16, 2011
  2. Never too late to rock on, but you should start practicing right away.

    October 16, 2011
  3. Oh I agree and the louder the better! regarding the caffeine, I have had exactly that conversation with myself. In fact, I consider delicious coffee a necessary part of putting up with this whole aging business.

    October 16, 2011
    • Now loud I can do – I already have a lot of practice in that.

      My caffeine is from soda. I have cut back, and I used to get that headache around noon, then around 3pm, and I was hoping to kick the habit completely. But I do love my Diet Dr. Pepper.

      October 16, 2011
  4. Wait til you are my age…and when you leave your condo to go across the street to get milk and realize you are standing at the elevator with your pj’s on. Or at the elevator on the way to work and look down and see that you have your slip on but no skirt.

    I do hope that if this continues that I keeping realizing my state of undress at the elevator!

    I really hope–and pray–that I never get to the elevator without any garments on!

    October 16, 2011
  5. LOL!! Well, it would make for a funny blog post, at the very least. I have tried to leave my house without a bra several times, and once I got all the way to work that way. Mostly I forget my shoes or my glasses.

    Once I had too many clothes on – In the middle of my workday, I pulled a pair of underwear out of my sweater sleeve. I don’t know why it took that long to realize it was there, but my co-workers all got a kick out of it. I didn’t think it was as funny as they did, though :).

    October 16, 2011

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