Tag: middleage
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Middle-Age: The Best Way To Gain Kilos Without Really Trying
Do you, like me, sometimes look in the mirror and secretly wish you were larger? Are you disappointed when you can pinch less than an inch, or can’t find clothes that fit because you’re simply too small? Do you watch other women on the beach flaunting their curves and muffin tops, and imagine yourself in…
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Netflix, Vikings and Middle-Aged Memory Loss
As I’m sure most of you would agree, the invasion of Netflix into our lives has been a godsend to our age group; up there with Botox, Tena pads and Viagra for some of us, I would imagine. Unfortunately, however, the old man and I have a few issues to resolve around our nightly sessions…
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A Tree Change For Your Act 3?
I’d never heard of the expression “tree change” before some brave friends of our did exactly that and moved six hours north of Sydney to the foothills of a beautiful inland town called Bellingen. When you go for a dip and someone’s playing a f**king didgeridoo. Tree changes are a real thing and another retirement…
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When Will I Feel Grown Up Enough To Wear Grown-Up Clothes?
I know you’re probably thinking that this post is a replica of the one I wrote when I went through the trauma of finding a dress for my dad’s wedding earlier this year, but a second verbal vent is required after my most recent experience of trying to dress this sad, old middle-aged body. When…
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Retirement: Sea Change Or No Change
It feels like we’ve been planning our retirement our whole lives, yet now as we inch closer to our target, the old man and I have realised that the dreams we shared in our early years together may have changed. I thought that my aspirations would centre around little more than long lunches at the…
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12 Things I Do That Give My Age Away
There is a dichotomy to the way our personality changes as we mature. On the one hand, I don’t give a fuck about things I used to stress about – such as my appearance and toxic friends – and on the other hand, stuff that used to seem trivial can wind me up like a…
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Keeping Your Eyes Open In Middle Age
I decided recently that with my advancing years it was time to embrace some culture before it’s too late. Photo courtesy of the Opera House and Australian Ballet For someone who believes herself to be creative in so many ways, I have always struggled with the level of intellectualism required to interpret the different art…
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3 Top Tips To Help You Find Your Car In The Car Park When You’re Middle-Aged
Back on the subject of anxiety in middle age, yesterday I discovered one of the worst triggers of this condition when I decided to do an early Christmas shop mixed with a top secret mission for some (probably) useless decorative bits and pieces for the house that have been deemed ‘stuff we don’t need’ by…
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Learning How To Relax With Anxiety
We lead increasingly busy lives and I find it hard to relax even when I do have free time these days. Although I continually moan about having no time to relax, for some strange reason I feel more fulfilled when I’m busy, even though I know that it’s not a healthy way to live as…
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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…
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The Curse Of The Middle-Aged Baby Belly: Can Women Have It All – Both Wine And Food?
A common thread of conversation among my middle-aged friends is “weight gain”. We usually begin to moan about how little we can eat these days somewhere between dessert and cheese and then wash away our concerns with wine. I have to admit that having never suffered from serious weight gain issues before – apart from…
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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…
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