As I’ve been reading y’alls first post for the new year, many of you have chosen a word of the year that represents what you want to work toward over the next 366 (it’s leap year) days. I chose a phrase rather than a single word, and that is “embrace my inner old lady”.
Here’s what I mean by that. I will be 52 this year and have been on a mental teeter-totter for the last several years between my youth and my golden years. I’m having a hard time facing the fact that the person in the mirror is really me and I’m not 25 anymore. For example, and I’m gonna be really candid here……I sometimes find myself having thoughts a women of my age shouldn’t be having. Like being attracted to someone half my age and for a brief minute, thinking that he might be attracted to me in return. Then I pass by that giver of reality checks (the mirror) and realize how foolish that is. Intellectually, I know it’s foolish, but growing old tends to lean into the emotional side of our being. There’s been a mental tug-of-war going on that has given me a few extra gray hairs.
Growing old is sort of like a grieving process and I’m ready for the acceptance phase. I’m ready to really enjoy all that this side of life has to offer. Being a matriarch has kind of a nice ring to it.
While I’m working on that, I’ll also be working on this house…FOREVER…..or so it seems. I’ve not gotten near as much done as I had hope to by this time, but the little bits of progress are very rewarding.
Some kind of icky brown, drippy stuff running down the walls. Don’t know what it is, but I had it in various places in the family room and dining room area.
That light fixture is circling the drain too! I’m going to paint this dark woodwork the same country white that I did in the first photo. I think it’s going to be really nice.
Thank you to everyone who comes by to read me. You make blogging worth the effort.
Happy New Year!