Hello hello to readers both old and new. I hope you've enjoyed reading all the other blogs so far. I know I have. I
read over them all as soon as I wake up and once again before bed. To remind myself
of how hilarious I am.
It turns out, I'm pretty hilarious. Who knew?
Sooo.
I thought it might be
time to assess older issues. I have been having some lovely
conversations with older people about relationships. It's comforting and
a little bit frightening to know that they are just as clueless as we
are.
The mother of a friend of mine talked to me about how the
most difficult thing about getting older, (getting
older mind you, and not relationships- We weren't even discussing
relationships), the most difficult thing about getting older is staying
true to the sanctity of marriage and keeping everything as exciting as
it was in the beginning.
This of course doesn't come as such a
surprise. I think most of us expect this. Forever is a long old time.
And as we keep being told, nothing lasts forever so why should a
relationship be any different.
Things change every day and you can
never be sure of what is around the corner, feelings change, situations
change, you don't know what you can expect.
But that isn't
necessarily a scary thing, isn't it a wonderful thing thinly veiled?
Can't we see that as an opportunity to be grateful for what we have now
and just enjoy it?
Then there is the other monster. Monotony. That
little beasty that wants to get in and remind you of how bored you are
and how you may be bored FOREVER. Which, as previously discussed is
a long old time.
If you are bored of something however, it is your
own fault. If you are drinking tea, day in day out, and you start to
think my God I'm bored of this tea, then whose fault is that?! Now of
course I am not saying never drink tea again and switch to younger
sexier latte, because as we all know, latte may be a hot sexy young
thing, but it doesn't relax you in the same way. Sure it keeps you awake
for longer but too much of it and you are left feeling the effects. And
surely eventually you will be bored of that too. No, I'm saying spice up
your tea a bit. Maybe try it with honey, or vanilla milk instead of
sugar. Isn't that tea looking a little more ravishing, doesn't it feel
like a whole new sexy cup of tea?
I think you know what I'm saying... yum.... tea.
Another
conversation I was having was how some people are still as terrified of
commitment as they were when they were younger despite having been
married or had children.
What is it that people are afraid of? I think I am correct in
thinking that this is a feeling that we all have to some extent. What if
I've chosen wrongly? What if there is a better one just around the
corner? Can I really do this forever?
I think the key to this is
remembering that it doesn't have to be forever. I know that we all want
to believe we will get married once and when we do it is for keeps. But I
think it helps quell the fear if you realise that if it goes pear
shaped you don't HAVE to stick around, you won't be stoned to death if
you decide to move out. Your two hearts don't ACTUALLY beat as one, so
you aren't going to die if you walk away.
Just a thought. Maybe it
helps if you think that it may not last forever. It may help you to
cling on that little bit harder. Like a leech.
A lot of men have
it so much easier than women as they get older. Men seem to get more
attractive with age whereas women seem to decrease in
beauty. An older gentleman friend of mine was saying how he thinks this
is because women have lost their 'spark' not their looks. That
beautiful confidence and radiance that flows from them. I think there is
a whole lot of truth in this. If you think of Helen Mirren or Judi
Dench who are both beautiful older women, they certainly still have a
spark. I think too many of us ladies allow our spark to die out too
quickly. Or that it is men who have wrong us and kill our spark. Ooooooh
philosophical.
So anyway, I'm sure you're wondering about me. How am I coping with this single lifestyle of mine?
Well,
it is a lifestyle I have become accustomed to over the last few years.
So I've settled in quite well now. I love the fact that I am my own
person to come in when I like, go where I like and drop everything to
run off to a free cake and beer party without having to consult anyone
else. I wish someone would invite me to a free cake and beer
party. I get my own double bed and get to watch whatever flm or
televisual programme I like.
I am also loving not playing games. Not
wondering when that person will call or why haven't they called. Or
maybe my phone isn't working, perhaps I should phone O2 to check to see
if there is something wrong with incoming calls, but then he may call
while I am doing that..... you know. All that brain melting stuff.
Plus
I don't have to do all of the ridiculous grooming that we ladies have
to subject ourselves to. Just the basic stuff. I mean seriously ladies,
don't worry, I won't give any secrets away, but we put ourselves through
a lot of weird crap when you think about it.
But of course I miss
the cuddly nights in, the walking through the park holding hands,
calling someone to say hi (who isn't my mum), and the ahem....
Soooo. On that note thanks for sticking around through this nonsense. You lovely
people.
Not hard though is it? I'm hilarious.
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