I had a funny comment from fellow blogger John the other day, saying that he had only just realized, upon reading one of my recent posts, that I was not as young as he had been thinking I was. So, I’ve updated my bio (ABOUT) page slightly, because it started with me meeting Anders and I was already 30 when that happened.
It’s beginning to show, my age, as I’ve quite suddenly developed huge wrinkles under my eyes, in conjunction with a super dry skin condition on my cheeks and chin. The weird thing about the wrinkles is that they are VERTICAL. When I tried Googling, the results were all to beauty sites with products that “prevent” aging, which as far as I’m concerned is all a bunch of hooey. I AM applying a gentle moisturizing salve, but it’s quite oily, so when I have it on I can’t wear makeup, and I look like a red-faced oily clown. Even better if I’ve just let my hair air-dry. Bozo lives. Very good for one’s self-esteem, in every way! 😛
Getting wrinkles like this is a bit perturbing, as I’ve never had any, and I’ve never had to use moisturizer before, and in fact, just now had to Google how to spell it, hahahaha! I suppose one can’t really complain about getting wrinkles when one is fast approaching 60…several people I know would tell me to shut up as they’ve had wrinkles for years. Eventually, one’s wrinkle luck just runs out.
Yesterday, after a very long, tough week of being back in the office, I started feeling unwell again. I didn’t want to admit that I didn’t feel good, and kept putting off going home, while I felt progressively worse. Finally, in a meeting after lunch, my colleagues and manager, who had been noticing that something wasn’t right with me, finally told me to GO HOME ALREADY. I did, and I was glad to go. I got home right at 2 pm and went straight to bed, and slept for 3 hours straight. I felt better when I got up, but took it easy, and today I cancelled my plans to see my best friends, which I really hated to do. After talking to Camilla, we agreed that the adult thing to do was not push it, and that staying home today was the best call for me. UGH. Adulting sucks.
Being sick sucks, too. I’m sick of being sick. Or at least sick of not feeling 100% well. And the sun has been shining all day, but I don’t feel up to going for a walk, and I REALLY want to get moving on walking, as all this being sick has meant that I am very behind in my daily walking. So far behind I may never catch up. Ha! The good thing about walking is that as soon as you start, you have caught up. So first, get better, THEN get moving.
*Jules Renard
Mood: contemplative
Music: Alphaville—Forever Young
I’m back, but sorry to learn that you’ve not been feeling up to par. I hope you’re able to shake whatever it is and get back to walking. Wrinkles, by the way, are physical manifestations of wisdom. I consider myself a bit unfortunate in that I have few wrinkles. Yet there’s something about my skin and my eyes (and the bizarre lumpiness of my body and its parts) that betray my advanced age. Such is life, I suppose. Get well!
Thanks for the get well wishes, they are much needed as I am down for the count again. Bleah