I've been thinking, this is not the first time I've found myself sans-husband. It was back in the mid 70's and I learned how to do just about everything that I used to depend on others to do for me. I felt pretty self sufficient. When I faced a problem, I said to myself " Well, if a man could do it, how hard could it be?"
Pretty cocky, eh?
I changed tires, moved furniture, installed my shower head, got a divorce pro se, that is, without the help of a lawyer ( or the fees), drove long distances with a paper map, and did lots of stupid things too, but managed to stay out of serious trouble.
The energy I had in those days was amazing. I would work all day wrapping meat in the freezing cold butcher shop section of a big grocery chain, eating nothing but free cookies from the open packages some customer opened 'by accident' and drinking the free coffee that the store provided. Then I'd go home, take a short nap, and get dressed to go out scouting men and seeking entertainment. Use your imagination, it was the disco era.
I weighed nothing and could go braless without attracting much attention. Those were the days.
What's the difference between that Melody and me now?
50 years.
I think I can do all the things I used to do, but my feet, back, knees, and shoulder beg to differ.
Pooh.
Now I enthusiastically accept help and gladly pay for the chance to hand over the work to someone else.
I have a realtor, plumber, remodeler and landscape guy on speed dial. or would have if I could figure out how to work speed dial. Nevermind.
That nap before dancing is a nap right through my favorite tv show.
Changing a tire? You mean the one around my middle?
And going braless is an assault against common decency. 'Course I still may do it, but only if I am going to Walmart, wbere that is the dress code.
I must say, the cookie eating habit never left me, and I know more about meat than I am willing to invest my money in. Dinner for me now is lunch around 11am. I am thrilled to be eating the things only I like to eat. Girly food.
And as for men. I am so over it. Thank heaven hormones have left the building.
*For old times sake I am including a musical interlude.
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ReplyDeleteI can relate to almost everything above, didn't work anywhere cold - but a lot of the rest is so applicable! Also downsizing or squeezing just one more thing into the closet. Elaine in UK
ReplyDeleteWell, except for the husband part, that's still me. My brain thinks my still 25 and my body thinks my brain is an idiot. Yes, I'm at the point now when I pay people to do some things. I still do others, even if it takes me much longer because I want it done right and I know from experiences and wasted money that others don't do it right and I just have to redo it correctly myself.
ReplyDeleteAs for the braless, I only do that around the house or quick trips to Home Depot. BUT I have recently taken up sewing again and my new passion is lingerie. I have three patterns for bras and one for panties and for once in my life I am going to have those beautiful, colorful, lacy undergarments they never made in my size. I will be the envy of no one as no one will see them but I'll know they're there, under my clothes. And that will make me feel great.
While I don't plan to move ever again (been in my house since 1987 and am still finishing stuff up) I am going to do some Swedish Death Cleaning and downsize a lot of a lifetime's accumulation. One never knows when the mood will strike to sell everything and move to France or Italy or Germany. If I ever move I will move BIG. The goal will be nothing left that can't fit in one shipping container, even if it will never be needed.
Goals😉
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