Women Helping Women
I came across a woman on social media the other day that was discussing all the things you could look forward to (sarcasm) as you age. Right up my alley! She was in the over 50 age group. (Gen X)
After I finished watching I said out loud…”Girl…just wait until you add on another decade! Hell even just another five yrs.”
Which made me think, it doesn’t matter what age we are, in ten years we will wish we were in the boat we are currently complaining about.
Let that sink in.
So in the spirit of my motto Empowered Women Inspire Others to Thrive, Woman Helping Women, I’m going to give my two cents worth of replies from the over 60 age group. (Baby Boomer)
So here are a few of the observations she had…and my heads up reply for ten years in the future.
I’m Over 50…
Everything hurts for no reason.
I’m Over 60…
Girl…your body doesn’t need a reason now. Every time you sit for more than ten minutes every joint and bone in your body will loudly complain about getting back up on your feet! You will hear creaks and cracks that will make you wonder how something didn’t break. You’ll get used to that noise.
I’m Over 50…
One wrong sneeze could put me in traction.
I’m Over 60…
Good news girl, you know the power of that sneeze now, and you prepare yourself for the outcome. You brace yourself like you are about to morph into a ninja…bow over and bring one leg up. You just brace yourself and hope for the best, cause whether it’s putting yourself in traction or pissing yourself (which is a possibility now) or both, the outcome isn’t pretty. Be prepared.
I’m Over 50…
I struggle to put my pants on standing up.
I’m Over 60…
Well you could give up on life and sit down to put those pants on, but where’s the fun in that??
By 60 you have learned to stand between the wall and the bed, so that if you start hopping around on one foot trying to get your other leg in your pants, you can bounce off the wall to the bed..and back and forth until the leg is in your pants…or you run out of steam and just hit the floor. (Always lean if possible toward the bed, it’s a softer landing.)
And when you do get the second leg in, hold your head high…put your arms in the air like a gymnast that has just stuck the landing of her routine. Yeah…you did it!
I’m Over 50…
I have no idea why I walked into the room.
I’m Over 60…
Now you may have forgotten what brought you into the room, so what you do is go back where you were, stand and think a minute. Chances are you will remember (say it out loud this time.) then go back to the room and complete your task. If you don’t remember, go to the room anyway, there is likely something that needs doing, so at least it’s not a complete waste of time. And as always, the extra steps back and forth count as exercise. Bonus!
I’m Over 50…
My metabolism has packed its bags and left for good.
I’m Over 60…
Sorry girl…I haven’t got good news on this one. That metabolism has left the building for good….and it flipped you the bird on the way out. Just looking at food the wrong way will add pounds. You go from being able to walk off the calories from a piece of cake, to trying to calculate the mileage and time needed to walk off a cupcake the size of a quarter. And you realize it isn’t worth walking forty miles to do so. So you either go without, or eat the damn thing and say the hell with it!
These are just a few, she has more “over the age of 50 observations” and they are hilarious. Check her out on instagram. therealslimsherri
So in this month of March, National Women’s History month, let’s be there for each other. We will get through things that life throws at us with humor and knowing we aren’t alone. Those life lemons make some good cocktails shared with your bestie!
Women supporting women is a wonderful thing!
Life Experience Wisdom
* Thank the women trail blazers that came before you.
* Be there for the young ones for a chuckle and guidance for what is ahead for them.
* Set good examples for the young woman. They are watching how you handle the crazy ups and downs of the roller coaster that is life.
Well that’s it for this week, thanks for stopping by, cheers til next week!
Grace
My Motto
When life throws baseball size lemons at you, that smack you upside the head, stomp on those damn things and make yourself a cocktail!