Turning 50

Now that I am all grown up, I am growing old. As I saw the age of 50 approaching in my life, I made a few decisions. I decided that I wasn’t going to be taking anybody’s crap anymore…ok I still take some from my kids and my better half (don't tell anyone I said that)…but now it pisses me off. I also decided that I wasn’t going to put myself out there anymore, offering my time and everything else to anyone with a need. That means no more of “Oh you need help moving? Sure I can help. Oh you need a ride to the mall? I can bring you. Oh, your uncle needs a kidney? Well I just happen to have two and would be glad to give him one.” I am not saying I have turned selfish. I am just saying that I am not putting myself last and everyone else first. I will be taking care of myself first and what ever is left over can go to helping others. At this age, if I help everyone else before I take care of myself, there is nothing left at the end of the day for me. It is actually a very unselfish act to make sure I am well taken care of so there is some left for others.

I have also decided at the age of 50 that things that I thought were important, aren’t. I used to care if someone liked me or not. Now I figure if they don’t like me, it is their loss. I am a great person and great friend...so there!

I do find it hard to believe sometimes that I am now 50. It seems like one day I am graduating from high school and the next day my daughter is graduating. One day I have zits on my chin and the next day I have stray hairs growing out of my chin. One day there is nothing on the sides of my belly button, the next day my boobs are hanging there. And what is with all these gray hairs….in my eyebrows?

I would write more about aging but I have to get going now. I have to help a friend move then go donate a kidney.