“You know you’ve reached middle age when you’re cautioned to slow down by your doctor, instead of by the police.”
Joan Rivers
Yeah, thanks for rubbing it in, Spidey.
He’s been laughing at me for the last 48 hours, you know.
Why?
Because I am sitting here all stiff and achey.
Because I am definitely not as young as I used to be…
Because I took a spectacular fall on Friday morning, while climbing up. on Lil Man’s bed to sort his curtains out.
One minute I was upright, the next, flat on my back, on his floor, narrowly missing his newly fixed laptop and pair of glasses, which were on the floor, but I did manage to land kinda on to corner of one of his dumbell weights.
Yup, guess who’s feeling like a dumb belle right now?
All jokes aside, I am definitely feeling the pull of middle age now. If I do anything fitness based, that is not just a good walk, regardless of warm ups and cool downs, I feel it for a good couple of days after.
I walk around like a zombie.
And the knee is playing up. My heel is too, I think the Planters thing is making a reappearance. My shoulders ache…
I need a full body MOT right now.
And, if I could get to a doctor, for a bog standard appointment, I am pretty sure he’d be telling me to take it easy. To slow down.
Am I going to listen?
Well, right now, there isn’t much choice, but to slow down in normal life, but it doesn’t stop the world turning, does it, this COVID-19?
We still need clean clothes, beds, towels, the house needs to be kept clean too. Food needs to be made, shopping needs to be done, and making sure the the kids wake up to do their online learning, and hubby is well watered as he settles at his new office space that used to be known as our dining room, as well as either going into work, or working from home…
Nope. Still can’t slow down…
So… tell me, how are you feeling, right now?
Have a peaceful Sunday, Peeps. And enjoy your week! ❤
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