Midlife Musings
Fortysomething. If my life were a TV show, that would be the title, and these are the episodes. Or maybe I am just having an episode.
Everything they don't put in the brochure for your 40s. Work situations that make your blood boil, body changes nobody prepared you for, pop culture opinions held with unreasonable conviction, and the general absurdity of being a grown woman who still hasn't figured out what she wants to be when she grows up. Honest, unfiltered, and occasionally petty in ways that are entirely justified.-
You’re the Firestarter, Twisted Firestarter
I had an epiphany at work today about the different people that I encounter in my life. Catalyzed almost entirely by my CoStar horoscope which is habitually scarily accurate.
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Excuse Me, Mansplainer
Two incidents, two mansplainers. Because there always be some man who thinks women need some mansplaining.
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Downsized Expectations – Cooking and the Post-Pandemic Meltdown
Pandemic cooking was all the rage during the quarantine. According to my library checkouts I hopped on the bandwagon. Yet not one loaf of banana bread was baked in this home.
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Picking Up the Pieces of Things Lost in the Divorce: Battlestar Galactica
One of the fallouts of the divorce was losing the things that I shared with the ex. Things that he appropriated and then tried to own them, and share them with his mistress. It took years for me to regain these things, to be able to partake in these things without getting overwhelmed with negative triggers. One of these days I will spend some time retracing the steps of his manipulation.
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The COVID Diaries Day 34 – The Epiphany
Day 34. I've been furloughed and I'm not in despair. Turns out when everyone is suffering together, there's no shame and no FOMO. I ran Maslow's pyramid. Turns out I'm doing okay.
