Wednesday, January 5, 2011

40 & falling apart....

The first thing I noticed when I turned 40 was that I started falling apart!!  Honestly my head down to my toes began to fall apart.
It started with my mind, at least I think it did, I am not sure, because I started to forget, I came to realize that my mind wasn't as sharp as before.  Small little things started to be forgotten, things like sending a card in the mail for a birthday, writing down an appointment on the calendar & then remembering after I was clear across town that I had to be at the school for a program for one of the children...NOT a good sign.  I nearly walked out of the house one day without my shirt on, honestly that is when I knew that it might be time to succumb to making a list of how to get ready for the day & make a million copies of it, posting it all over the house, so as not to forget where I put it or miss a step - but I FORGOT to make the list, because I couldn't remember that I wanted to do it.  So every morning I hope that when I arrive at my destination I am fully clothed!  (So far, so good).

I have been more tired than I ever remember being when my children were small & waking me up every two hours for a feeding.  My energy level started to decrease, I was not going to blame 'energy' because it is my choice to be up every morning at 4:15(that would be in the AM hours, not PM folks!!!) to be at the gym prior to going to work, where I spent endless hours listening to children tell me how they didn't want to learn anything that day or tell me that so and so picked on them out on the play ground....oh the joys of being a substitute teacher.
I am sure that it wasn't energies fault that the good housekeeping fairy flew right past my house EVERY single day, forgetting (she is over 40, so she suffers from memory loss too) that in my house laundry needed to be done, the dishes washed, walls wiped & toilets cleaned...I guess I forgot that it didn't magically happen without a little bit of energy spent on it.
I also have found that I am tired of being the culinary whiz at thinking & creating amazing meals for the natives in my home.  It is funny how restless they get when they are not fed on an hourly basis (if you think I am kidding, you don't have 4 male beings sharing the same living space!!)

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