Tag Archives: mid life

more cozy cubicles…

28 Mar

Another cubicle complaint today …. I’m sorry to repeat myself BUT seriously what is going on ???

I know that I am not in the ‘petite’ category …. but nor am I ‘obese’and yet today I struggled to get into a toilet cubicle and manoeuvre my way around to ‘take a seat ‘.

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Unlike the detailed explanation of my toilet experience @ Central Station  a few months back , THIS time I was in a  Public Hospital loo. …Surely it’s not TOO much to expect them to cater for the ‘average dimensioned’ woman’s needs.

It seems clear that the ruthless Health Cuts, of late have made their way  to the humble toilet cubicle…. we now have the  ‘bean -counters’ asking “how small can we sub-dived the bathroom…to get he most seats in place and away with it” ???

There I was sandwiched between the industrial sized toilet-roll holder on one side and the sani-bin on the other, with no elbow room at all…. I can only imagine the difficulty if ‘one of the sisterhood’ turned up with a baby in tow …. OR was eldery or disabled’ … It just doesn’t bear thinking about really…

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another epic fail….

15 Mar

So you would think that after 34 years of domestic bliss, I might have mastered (or mistressed) the art of doing the laundry.washing

I know I have made confessions in the past regarding failure with keeping up the ironing, and button maintenance ….BUT this one involves the actual washing.

You know lifting the lid adding clothes and detergent then pushing a button.  How hard can it be ???

Well you see,  I have had one of those terrifying colour runs. A very special two tone panelled sweatshirt that was a much loved souvenir from the Guinness factory in Dublin. ..And you guessed it …It’s not mine (oops).

In finally getting life back in order after our spontaneous trip to New York City (did I happen to mention that I WON a trip to New York ??? oh yeah, I’m sure I did … just pinching myself)…. I did that last load of washing and …well, the rest is history.

I haven’t had the heart to tell ‘Mr 50 Something’ yet… but if he is keeping up with the blog, I guess he will know before long…. Sorry Darling  …(looks like we will be off to Ireland again in the near future).

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the advantage of acne…..

14 Feb

As some of you know (and for those who don’t… I’ll tell you) 2 weeks ago I had a call to say I WON …repeat WON… a trip to New York City !!!!! (courtesy of the Sydney Opera House).

How awesome is that ?

So …. the arrangements are all coming together beautifully and easily (with the Opera House staff taking control) however the one thing that I need to arrange is travel insurance …. (funny really since they are paying, but hey, stick with me on this).

I do the obligatory on-line research and start the comparison of value for money…bla bla bla. acne 2Then suddenly I am stopped in my tracks. NOT because of ‘exclusions’ …. BUT because of automatic ‘inclusions’.

I quickly discover that I am covered (‘at no extra cost’) for ACNE and MENOPAUSE!!!  how generous!

Given that we are both ’50 something’ …I’m guessing that acne is not likely to be a HUGE consideration…. but ‘MENOPAUSE’ ??? oh my goodness do they think I’m going  to make a claim for hot flushes?  sleeplessness?  brain fog?…. or just being grumpy.

…come to think of it …..maybe … just maybe!

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sorry … but tonight I am just …

too tired

and my fingers feel dyslexic

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the dizzy heights of mediocrity

28 Jan

mediocrityOne thing I fear these days is becoming bland. You know, disappearing into the grey zone of ‘ordinariness’ (come to think of it …I have dreaded this semi comatose state since I was young). The thought of being just ‘OK’ or ‘good’ (as opposed to ‘GOOD’) is completely underwhelming to me.

Don’t get me wrong, this is not something that I dwell on… or that I even think of on a daily basis, but it occurred to me today while chatting with a work buddy about her plans for a new kitchen. (Odd I know, but stick with me … )P1120265

While we discussed the plans for the makeover, I asked who was she planning to use to do the work and she replied ‘Good Kitchens’. I stopped in my tracks and wondered who on earth helped this company with their marketing plan, it sure isn’t an attention grabber…nor does it inspire a sense of anything special.

Solid? …certainly. Predictable?…possibly. Boring?…most likely ….BUT special? Nup, I’m guessing not.

Why not Great Kitchens? …or  Brilliant Kitchens?…. but then what’s in a name??

(apologies if you are…or you know…the good people from good kitchens. This is no reflection on the quality of their product…which I am sure is ‘good’)

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packing it …

26 Jan

Aussie Aussie Aussie Oi Oi Oi ~  Happy Australia Day

I said right from the outset, that this blog is a  place for nonsensical, whimsical, amusing & everyday observations….not for political commentary nor whining, (unless of course I am really really annoyed in which case I reserve “authors prerogative” and I’ll bang on as long as I want too)…. So given this… I won’t get into the whole Australia Day issue….Instead I’ll talk about trying to open my mascara.

I am So OVER packaging !!!  (once more for effect…..) I am SO OVER packaging (you guessed it this is shaping up to be a whine)

packagingCosmetics are right up there with the best when it comes to the annoyance factor…You know, those double sided moulded and welded plastic casings that you simply cannot get apart without industrial strength scissors…and if you try with your teeth you just know it will result in a trip to the dentist. Then there are those shrink sealed wraps that have a perforated side but you can never find the spot to crack it open; and the SUPER sticky metal security tag that is usually stuck across the part where the lid connects …and you can never get it all off in one go….(by the way… can anyone tell me why the even bother….. I’ve never yet  been stopped at a store when I set that alarms off because of one).

All this made worse because of those ’50 something’ failing eyes… sigh

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the need to pee ….

21 Jan

Over recent years I have noticed a very bizarre phenomenon… the need to pee as soon as I pull up in at home and the keys are removed from the ignition.loo2

This strange situation usually happens at the end of the day, when… with great relief I wheel into the garage and begin to unload the shopping (along with all the sundry bags and items collected throughout the day). It’s a though a switch is flicked, and I have to pee….right then and there.. !!!

It quickly becomes a mind game, as I employ every single muscle fibre of my well tuned pelvic floor (at least it once was)…  to buy myself enough time to at least get all the stuff as far as the kitchen before rushing full speed into the bathroom (God help me if the backdoor is locked and my hands are full while I fumble for a key).

But here’s the puzzle…the normal trip home is 30 mins, yet on the odd day that I am travelling from the city it can be up to 2 hours …it makes NO difference how long or short the trip is. Nor does it matter that I make  a conscious habit of going to the loo before leaving the office, it’s just an automatic response to arriving home (mmm what does THAT say?).

I cast my mind back to the 80’s when I worked as a Childbirth Educator… coaching couples in the care and fitness of their pelvic floors, drilling them in their exercises like it was boot camp. I wonder just how bad things would now be without the benefit of all that training.

Guess it’s just another one of the joys of being ‘50 something’ !

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viagara ….and the old fella

8 Jan

Well here we are tonight P1120315surrounded by an auditorium full of baby boomers…. and listening to a stand up comedian wax lyrical about all things ‘middle age’. It’s hilarious  EXCEPT for the fact that I look around the room and think OMG   I am NOT as old as all these people …am I ??

The men with balding heads (and muffin tops spilling over their collars) … the women who look tired, and like the essence of their life has been sucked right out of them!!! … I’m trapped in a moment of dread and question …where DO I fit??

I know that it is right and proper that we pass the baton to the next generation… but somehow I still dread the idea that I have been relinquished to the pile of nondescript middle aged women who just blend into the background …like white noise.  Don’t get me wrong … I equally fear being seen as ‘mutton dressed as lamb’  … you know, one of those women who insist on dressing like their daughters (or worse still…. their granddaughters) … BUT I’m not quite ready for the twinset  and pearls or ‘sensible clothes’ that are befitting of a ‘woman my age’ …whatever that means !!

I’m 50 something … but not dead yet !!!

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