Turn, turn, turn...
I am really noticing the passage of time these days.
At first, I thought it was just because we'd had such a rainy, chilly winter that when we had a taste of spring, it was really noticeable. (We've since been sent back to winter, and now I'm really confused....since it is now actually spring!) Plus, for the first time I can remember, I was actually in two big snowstorms this winter. I mean, most of the time, the change of the seasons in California isn't as obvious as it is in much of the country, but I've actually felt like I've had a real winter this year, so the change to spring is far more noticable.
No, that's not it. I feel old. I'm feeling the passage of time in my own body. I've been dealing with some hula-related hip pain since the beginning of the year, and it's not only annoying, it's depressing. What do you mean, I can't make my body do whatever I want it to, anytime I want it to, just because I'm in my 40's and overweight? That's not right!
The gray hairs on my head are more aggressive than ever. I'm noticing new and deeper wrinkles on my face. Two more of my friends' kids are about to graduate from high school. On my next birthday, I'll officially be closer to the next age ending in a zero than I am to the last one. I don't get Lady Gaga or Ke$sha.
And it's freaking me out a little. Time for a sportscar, botox and a much younger man?
(Also - on a completely unrelated subject, I completely forgot I'd enabled comment moderation and didn't realize there were a bunch of comments on the last two posts! Ooooops...! I've been guilty of blog neglect. Again. Anyway, hi y'all!)