I turned 45 years young this month. It’s crazy!
I remember being in my 20’s and thinking that 35 was old, let alone 45.
Funny how your perspective changes over the years... Honestly, I don’t feel older
(other than my fucking knees); I just feel wiser, which is a good thing!
I started thinking about how much things have changed over
the past 10 years and how I’ve changed, which leads me to my inspiration for
this post (insert game show sounds): Spiffy 35 vs. Spiffy 45 – Who Would You
Do?? OK, not really. We all know you’d
do both of me, but let’s take a moment to compare my life 10 years ago to my
life now.
Year, 2005: Spiffy had been happily married since December,
2004. With marriage came a few extra “happy” pounds,” but thankfully her
husband didn’t mind. She was working at a job that she didn’t love, but she
didn’t hate either. She had a nice house and great friends and family.
For most of the year, Spiffy was happy. She and her husband
decided to do what most couples do- start a family. Unfortunately, Mother
Nature had other plans. These losses
(yes … there was more than one) weighed very heavily on Spiffy and she turned
bitter and got very, very sad. She turned into a person she is very ashamed of
and became self-destructive. Like most things, she was pretty good at
destroying relationships too, and effectively destroyed her marriage by
mid-2006.
So yeah … married life treated me well. If I’m being honest
and not “Spiffy surly,” I enjoyed being married and my ex was is a great guy. Unfortunately, we didn’t
weather the Spiffy Storm. He’s much happier now with a new wife and a family,
so it all ended as it should, I suppose.
Fast forward 10 years to 2015. While Spiffy has had her
share of first dates and a few male lovers (slut), there have unfortunately been
no long-term relationships in Spiffy’s life. She has definitely loved and lost,
so I guess you could say not much has changed over the past 10 years … damn.
But seriously, I’m much more accepting of who I am and I no
longer believe that I’m meant to breed. I own my own home; I have a great job
and an awesome fur baby. All that’s missing is that ONE man who will love me as
much as I love him. Sounds easier than it is, unfortunately … that’s OK. I’m
persistent!
