Category: Ageing
-
The Best Five Therapies To Cure ‘One Of Those Days!’
You know, the real bitch kind of day that I seem to have a lot of, when the proverbial shit hits the fan so hard and fast you haven’t even had time to rub the fairy shit out of your eyes, let alone imbibe your first coffee before your phone rings. At 6.30am, no less,…
-
The Secret To Long-Term Relationships
If I could seriously answer this, I’d be a millionaire by now. Nice pic, but like it would ever happen in our relationship! Either I would fall off or the old man would keep moaning about how my weight made it impossible for him to pedal until we had a fight. But… You do get to…
-
‘Pretend You’re Good At It’
I’m reading “Furiously Happy” by Jenny Lawson, (aka The Bloggess) at the moment, upon the recommendation of Lana Hirshowitz, and although I initially struggled to decipher the twisting maze of her brain patterns, I’ve since tapped in and have found myself identify with the author’s self-professed craziness and daily struggles with anxiety. The book is…
-
I’m Learning About ‘Privilege’
‘Privilege’ is a word that crops up increasingly in conversation at the moment – as it should – to make every one of us question our attitudes towards different races and genders. As a middle-aged woman with some free time now that the kids are older, I have noticed a reignited hunger and enthusiasm for…
-
Those ‘What’s It All About?’ Moments
I’ve been having a lot of those ‘what’s it all about?’ moments recently. I changed my medication recently so it could be that, or simply a residual post-sickness tiredness that has sapped me of the energy to exercise, socialise and get out of my yoga pants. Then again it’s probably the hormones, the tail end…
-
Moving House Again
We’re on the move again. Or perhaps we’re running away. We do this a lot as the relationships in our family, that now comprises of four adults, continue to evolve. The average age for kids to leave home is now 27 due to rising house prices, as opposed to 21 in the past, so I…
-
Anxiety, Hope and Earning The Olympic Gold For Worrying
If they handed out an Olympic Gold for worrying, I’d get it. I’ve skirted around the void of depression many times, when my anxiety has gnawed away at me like some flesh-eating bacteria, so close to the bone that I’ve felt like it was all too much. Unlike many people out there who wax lyrical…
-
The Eternal Quest For Love
‘Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for’. Bob Marley It would make life so much easier if we, like the simplest animal forms with little intelligence, only had to mate for the sake of procreation, and feelings couldn’t complicate the process. Wouldn’t it? Wary applause…
-
The Cathartic Effect Of The Girls Night
A girls night was exactly what I needed last weekend, even when a sore throat threatened to spoil my “old man-free” weekend and several new series on Netflix teased me tantalisingly right up until that first sip of Sparkly. When you get out of practice and fall down the dark hole of giving zero fucks…
-
The 16 Best Comments To Get Out Of Sex When You’re Middle-Aged And Can’t Be Bothered
I know you hate me talking about sex, but here’s a bit of frivolity for the weekend… ‘Remind me where the dog goes?’ ‘But it’s after 9 O’clock!’ 3.‘I’ve got this new pair of support knickers you’re gonna love…’ 4.The problem with peri-menopause is that you just never know when your period’s …
-
Middle Aged Hair And Bad Grey Days
When I part my hair in a section that falls outside of the eight-weekly dye zone, I’ve noticed some ominous course grey hairs sprouting through. Do you ever wonder how they grow so goddamn quickly before you get the chance to ambush them? I haven’t been too concerned about this tell-tale sign of ageing before,…
LOUISA SIMMONDS 