But I don’t like it; I refuse to go with the grain on this!
Although I love baking cookies and cupcakes and sitting down on cosy autumn days knitting and doing crochet, that’s as old as I get!
I am still a child at heart, mind, soul, behaviour – not so much body, but I am trying to get there again believe me! Haha!
I have been hearing people talk about getting older these days, a lot of people who are ten years older than me and my own age peers and I sit there and think – “Oh my goodness, they are all turning into a load of boring frumps, no offence”!
“When are you going to cut your hair short”? They ask me, like it’s a rite of passage!
“Don’t you think you look odd getting older with waist length hair”?
Erm, no actually, I quite like it!
So it got me thinking about what I want to be as I get older…
Certainly not what society expects!
Slowing down as you get older? OK, I was diagnosed with arthritis when I was 21yrs old, but I like to think as I get older I speed up… my life gets better, gets more exciting – I have always had the notion that life begins at forty, not slows down!
If I haven’t learned how to roller-skate and ride a bike by fifty, I have done something wrong!
If I am not rock-climbing and haven’t started to professionalise my writing career by sixty, what the heck did I do with my life between now and then? I hope I would have changed a lot, unrecognisably so!
To someone more energetic, fit, fun and a little bit reckless!
I am tired of living life in the cautious slow lane, like those old ladies who never do more than 20mph on freeway!
I think the slowest thing I want to do when I am much older, is go to one of those big tantric orgasmic meditation centres or do tai chi, which would be cool!
But ultimately if my legs are causing me problems that I physically slow down I have thought about using a push scooter to get me around faster and attached the leash of a dog to each handle to help me!
But to be perfectly honest with you I am very much inspired by Melissa Neill in a high protein and weight training lifestyle, so I would like to think that I would be like an Elaine Lalanne when I am ninety!
Only I’d dress like a hippy with ten bangles up my arm and be surrounded by a pack of dogs and grandchildren and great grandchildren, lol.
Panicking my kids, like Henry and maybe others I may have in the future if all goes to my plan – because ma is going on the world’s longest zorb ball track again or she’s decided to do dancing on ice, three months after a hip replacement therapy, lol!
You can’t keep a good dog down!
“Aren’t you a little too old to google Care Bear sweaters for your age and size”? Erm, no – why’d you ask?
No, growing up was never for me – so I didn’t do that and so it’s the same with growing old too…
Sorry to disappoint you, but I refuse to grow up and I refuse to act my age!
Got a problem?
Yes you do… you are afraid to live, I pity you!
Slow down? My ass – no sir! My life has been virtually non-existent these past eight years because of illness and I am determined to change that drastically and so far in a short space of time I have managed to overcome a lot!
You are going to witness me do some crazy shit in a year or two, just watch me!
Or I eat my words… one or the other!
Watch this space anyhow!
Thanks for reading!
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