This blog has a simple purpose -- to document and follow my last 6 months (and a bit) as a thirty-something person. In december, I shall turn the big 40. Lordy. And nothing, absolutely nothing, is I thought it would be at this time. Purpose is a very serious word -- it's really just to have fun. I love writing and perhaps it gives me some perspective of the situation. I used to write a blog before -- the Sinister Spinster -- and it was loads of fun too.
I must admit, getting older is slightly worring-- I have no man, no children and I think I would love to have both. The prospects of these two items feel slim right now.
Also, another reason I want to write this blog is that all panic-struck singletons who are funny and charming and quirky seem to be around THIRTY! Hallooo? What is there to be panicky about at 30, really? At 30 I was newly divorced (my initiative, after 10 years' relationship), confused yet fit, dark-haired and although in grief over my recent MAJOR split-up -- very intrepid (good word, I know, love it) and curious about what was going to happen to me. It was as if I had been given a new life. Intrepid, but also scared.
I remember my mum said to me -- don't worry -- you are still young. Wait until you're 40 and single. That's when you need to start worrying.
Hallo mum. We're soon there!
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