Dear Diary, I mean, Blog,
Today I feel kind of bad. I ache. My knee hurt when I woke up. It started yesterday and I don’t know why. Could it be that this thing called age is sneaking up on me? I mean, I don’t feel any older. I think I look the same. Did those lines that I thought were wrinkles that I spotted at 25 really turn into anything? Where is the magnifying mirror?
Right now my back hurts from working out at the gym this evening. Did I pull something or was I just lifting too much weight? Or maybe it was from sitting straight up on that bucket chair in the deer stand yesterday? Or maybe just maybe it is because I am getting older… Could it be that?
Come to think of it, I keep waking up with a crease in my forehead. My mom might have been right when she said sleeping on your face causes wrinkles… Wait, did she really say that or did I make it up myself? I knew I should have taught myself how to sleep on my back years ago. Hmm, I wonder if Frownies really work? Maybe scotch tape will do the job?
And why, all of a sudden, am I finding white hairs? Were they there all along, or did they just show up overnight – along with that weird crease thing? Maybe dyeing my hair isn’t such a bad idea after all… At what age is it normal to get white hair anyway? Wait, I think they are blonde, whew! But, I am not so sure about that one weird one that sticks straight up. Where did that mirror go?
Gotta go, diary, I mean blog. I have some questions for Google…
*Some random thoughts in a different-from-my-normal blogging style. My contribution to this week’s writing challenge. I found it kind of easy to just go with the flow for this post.
5 Replies to “And Now for Something Completely Different…”
The dangerous thing is that whatever you look for, you find!
I better quit looking then, cause I don’t want to find anything. 🙂
I so know how you feel!
Today I noticed a little wrinkle shooting out of my top lip! Only old ladies who walk around with their lips pursed get those! How did I end up with one?
I think I need a drink.
As I’ve gotten older, I have appreciated how resilient the youthful body can be. Once you pass 40, you start noticing your body slowly aging. You can’t eat the same things you once did. You can’t spring up as fast as before. The only consolation for me, is noticing my age – related counterparts going through the same.
It is good to appreciate one’s youth! I have some left in me, quite a bit actually. You are as old as you feel, and age is just a number. 😉