Even More Weird Stuff About Being 50

Because There Just Weren’t Enough Already

Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating, being a woman of a certain age is a strange place to be. It’s not quite old enough to know better, too young to care. It’s more I’m up for it, but I’ll need a nap first or I’d love to, but I’m afraid it’ll hurt mixed with a still-youthful zeal. It’s a time of strange contradictions and…