It made me realise that, regrettably, I am not getting any younger.
Thats depressing isn't it?
I remember back in the day when I would go out down the pub, get a bit tipsy and end up sleeping half standing, half slumped on the floor of an overcrowded mates bedroom, get up the next day slightly hungover but still able to do back flips all the way home. Those days are well and truly over. I never thought I would see the day when I had no choice but to be anxious about not having a comfortable mattress so as not to get back ache and not having three pillows so as not to get neck ache.....the list goes on...
I need a new sofa as my current corner unit doesn't allow me to look directly at my wall mounted TV causing me to ache when I get up due to the position I have to sit to see the bloody telly.
My knees hurt walking up stairs. Not massively painfully but I am aware that they are groaning, carrying my body weight around and begging for me to sit down again. The sudden realisation that these conditions are never going to really improve but slowly get progressively worse as I continue to age. I am never again going to be that back flipping girl.
Its Mattias's birthday today and when you watch your children get older, all the time so excited about reaching the next milestone I want to sit them down and selfishly tell them about their future aching knees....
Its true when you are young, getting older is all you want to do. But, when you are old getting older is not quite so exciting...
So, I will shuffle around today organising things for Mattias to enjoy and take him out for his birthday meal because as much as getting older in your body is not fun, life becomes more fun the older I get. I may not be able to back flip but I can always smile and laugh no matter how old I am.
Who'da thought that all that typing would make my fingers ache...
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