no, not menopause. and not like jeff goldblum in "the fly", although let's face it - nothing 'changes' about his characters at all from movie to movie.
i'm talking about another change, that doesn't seem to be precipitated by anything.
i noticed it when i was driving to work last week. no stereo.
i can't remember a time when i drove anywhere with the music off. it's mandatory in my car. but not lately. and it happened without my consciously realizing it.
i thought about the other things in my daily life, and there are a few other differences:
i don't really drink anymore. a beer on special occasions, maybe.
i crave chocolate.
i watch TLC (okay, i did that before.)
i am comfortable spending an evening alone.
i sit on the porch and read with the blind cat.
does this mean i'm old? insane? reclusive? depressed? mature? none of the above?
whatever. i'm rolling with it. even if i am the single, pink-haired chick on the block with the cats who talks to herself. being that girl ain't so bad.
Great post! I'm actually in "the change" myself, and had to laugh at some of the stuff you said. Here's a book you can read with your blind cat and not feel weird about it:
ReplyDelete"Almost Perfect: Disabled Pets and the People Who Love Them." C'mon over to our blog, neighbor, and visit.
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