I'm telling you one thing for sure, the aging process is downright depressing at times!
Really, it is! You get all these little issues that mount up against you -or so it seems -and just sucks the fun right out of some things in the process.
I've never been a shopaholic -although I have atwo daughters who are very inclined to that type of behavior although one recognizes the fact she can't afford all the new stuff she'd like to have for herself and her kids so she has become the "Yard Sale Queen." The other -well, we have finally convinced here that is is perfectly acceptable to shop the clearance racks.
But for me, shopping is downright depressing these days -mainly because my old fat cells appear to have built on several rooms in my body and have invited all their family and friends of fat cells to come "live with me and be my love" -if you know what I mean. Add to that the fact that stores apparently don't seems to stock clothing the same way they used to do either. A few years back, when I was a lot slimmer than I am today, the only clothes that ever seemed to make it to the clearance racks were in the 16-20 size range -just a tad too large. Now that I can use clothes in that range, don't you know the bulk of the clothes on the clearance racks all seem to be 10-14 sizes! Now that is really not just depressing, but downright disgusting too, I say.
Darned near has me convinced I should try some Leptovox and shed a lot of these extra pounds and get the wrinkles out of my face at the same time too!
A "Double-Header" -right?