Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Monday, December 15, 2008

2 December - Boots & Pads

No the boots made for walking but the chemist shop. Tell you what bugs me about age (#754 of infinite things). Having to buy sanitary pads/towels whatever you call them when I don't know when /if the darn thing called blood will happen again. There was an offer of two packets for ££2.00 instead of the individual £1.50 so I wasted 30 seconds thinking I should get the 2 packets or save the 50p and just get the one as it will probably last me a few months at the rate of current menstruation becoming scanter and scanter due to egg shedding being minimal.... It would be fine if it was just a question of blood but it isn't. The mood alters whether the period releases the pressure mental and otherwise.. or not. So you don't really win anything.

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