I am unapologetically middle-aged. And although 48 may be
the new 12 I think it is time I started acting my age. But what does that mean?
I like gardening and punk music. I wear skinny jeans and drive a station wagon. I love food, wine, theatre and staying in on Friday night. I may have a mortgage but it doesn’t mean I understand it. I still feel the same as I did 25 or 30 years ago, it’s just that the crow’s feet and tuck-shop arms give me away.
I like gardening and punk music. I wear skinny jeans and drive a station wagon. I love food, wine, theatre and staying in on Friday night. I may have a mortgage but it doesn’t mean I understand it. I still feel the same as I did 25 or 30 years ago, it’s just that the crow’s feet and tuck-shop arms give me away.
So I guess I’ll go on badly dyeing my hair, listening to
Triple J, loving John Green novels and dressing inappropriately til the day I
die. The last thing I want to do is have a mid-life crisis and discover tantric
sex or turn vegan or join a cult or become a crazy cat lady.
I read an article about how middle-aged women feel invisible
in today’s youth-worshipping society and frankly that’s fine by me. Ever since
the shiny new megamart replaced my local corner shop I feel that if I haven’t
had a manicure, a facial and a nose job before I go out to buy milk I’ll be committing
social suicide, because invariably as I’m wandering the aisles vaguely, in my slippers and daggy old pilled jumper,
without a shopping list wondering what the hell I came in for I’ll bump into
my daughter’s favourite school teacher, the local member for parliament, my sadistic ex-boss,
the kid who works in the video store where I still haven’t paid the overdue fine
for Eat, Pray, Love and the bloke who
fixes my car. Eventually, after I hide in the frozen fish section to avoid the
militant wing of the P&C, I’ll end up buying 24 rolls of toilet paper (because
they are on special) and I'll forget the milk.
My dad, who is 81, is reading The Hunger Games trilogy. He loves Katniss, Peeta and all the crew. It takes him back to the Depression days when hunting small wildlife and bush survival skills were
the norm (not sure about murdering other kids). Only problem is he’s still
waiting for the third book to be released.
He has a saying which I like: “there’s no future in growing
old”.
Is Pa reading Hunger Games? That's brilliant!! x
ReplyDeleteYes and if you have the third book please put him out of his misery we can't find our copy x
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