Burnin Up
It's happening....
I'm guessing this is the start of old age. Every day is like a damn science experience, and it's quite comical. I have always looked forward to aging, like a badge of honor. I guess, even with all my knowledge, I didn't realize it would come as a burning badge of fiery hot glory.
It's probable what I deserve.
I can officially say I'm Hotsy Totsy, for real.
Ya know, we don't talk about it very much and I do believe it's something that is hard to comprehend until you are experiencing it. All the years I shook my head at my mom, with her head in the freezer, or vacuuming like a mad woman in her bra and underwear...
I just never knew.
I apologize, Mom.
Yesterday, I noticed K in a sweatshirt and a hat, inside .
I rolled my eyes, really really rolled my eyes.
He was kind enough to not mention it,
or even say a word for that matter,
but it was obvious that he was feeling as if he was camping in the frozen tundra with his full Patagonia gear in place.
I made a stealth trek over to my sacred wall art,
aka "the thermostat"
and oopsie
62 inside.... and it was 32 outside
felt pretty good to me?
I'm not a sadist, so I turned it up to 65.
I'm not only hot in my old age, but apparently getting soft too.
A friend at work said,
"why in the hell would they do this to us?
Chin hairs, gaining weight, mood swings, hot-flashes,
....Christ, like getting old isn't hard enough?"
I looked her right in the eye and said,
"It's so we are no longer fuckable/mating material.
It's time for us to become invisible Sages and let the young does take over" .
It is the most comical part of life as a woman.
I am finally to a point where I have time, money and peace...
but with it came chin hair and 45 second.... 20 times a day, boiling points.
I mean, maybe it's so when I arrive in hell I'll be fully prepared?
Whatever the case ...
I'm surviving
It's my bday weekend
and I'm gonna be
Hot as Hell
( all the way around)
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| v8grrl |
write ya later,
m