OMG – Who’s that looking out of the mirror at me?

I got up this morning, went for a pee and glanced into the tiny mirror over the basin in the loo. There was this old woman, old woman’s hair sticking up on one side, plastered to her head on the other, drool marks at the corner of her mouth and I realised it was ME.

Now, when I’ve been awake for a little while, have washed, dressed, run my fingers through my hair with a bit of gel, put a little SteamCream on my face, I can probably pass for sixty (on a good day, anyway). I tend to forget that I’m an old woman with a progressively bad knee that will need to be re-replaced sometime in the next couple of years, and just get on with my reasonably quiet life. I make lists of the things I must get done in the near future – perhaps, ironing, cleaning, practise my italian (just started online course), get some gardening done etc. Usually by the end of the day, I can’t cross more than one off my list. I seem to get tired more easily. I refuse to believe it’s my age – surely, if I take some tonic or other, I’ll regain some of my youthful vitality -forgetting that I never had much anyway!

Tonics come and go. Is it my age that makes me forget to take them, or the taste? So far today I’ve got up, dressed, done a load of washing and hung it out to dry, eaten breakfast and written this blog. I don’t really need to have done much more which is the good bit about getting older….there’s plenty of time to do all the stuff you don’t like, like the ironing, and if you don’t get it done, so…?

I’m going to forget about what I look like in the morning and just enjoy being. Later, maybe I’ll make some art or watch a dvd. When you’re old, you get to decide! (Then I’ll have to make dinner and tidy, but I’ve got a few hours!)😀 

About Candy

I am 74, was a teacher, then a dealer in antiques and collectables. When I retired to the seaside I started website selling antique and vintage games and wooden jigsaw puzzles. Now, I'm spending my time blogging, gardening and making oil paintings.
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