Life Without Baby

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Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdayIs it self-serving to announce one’s own birthday? Oh, well. I’m 44. Who cares?

Today is my birth day, but more importantly, April is my birthday month and I am celebrating. Instead of whining about the years adding up, I’ve decided to treat myself every day this month, whether that’s taking a walk, getting some quiet reading time, or taking myself out for lunch.

As today is my actual birthday, I’m ditching off work and going to my favorite spa spot in the hills for a massage and a cedar enzyme bath. Bliss.

Obviously I have nothing to whine about today, but please feel free to vent in my absence. Just do it quietly if you will, in case I’m having a nap.

Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdayI’m currently enjoying a journey into menopause. Yeah, it’s a hoot. All the symptoms of PMS, plus fuzzy head, weight gain, night sweats, the works.

I’ve been reaching out to older friends for advice because there’s a lot about this I don’t know. Most of my friends have gladly offered support, however one woman (a friend of a friend) looked at me and said, “Menopause? You’re too young for that.”

I assured her I was not, and left the conversation, but really, is that a helpful thing to say? Yes, I know I’m too young for menopause. Add it to the list of things my body’s given up before its time. And then ask me how I feel about the possibility the rest of me might be aging faster than it should too. Does this ever end?

As you may have guessed, it’s Whiny Wednesday. I feel better for my venting. Hope you feel better for yours.

Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdayMy whine today is that, yesterday in the middle of the day, I realized I had completely forgotten to do a Whiny Wednesday post!

I quickly dashed one out and was about to post it when I realized: It’s only Tuesday.

I seriously think it’s time to take a long look at my commitments and say farewell to a couple of things (not this site, of course.) Think I’ll start with housework. 😉

So, despite my total confusion, today IS Whiny Wednesday. (It’s also my 10-year wedding anniversary, which I did NOT forget, thank goodness.)

What’s your whine today?

Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdayYesterday, I put my mum on a plane and sent her home to the UK. After a five-week visit, it’s always a bittersweet farewell.

I have my office back and I can get back to writing without interruption. I have no one I need to worry about or entertain or feed, except myself, Mr. Fab, and my cat. But I miss her already and I don’t know when I’ll see her next, so my whine today is that I wish I hadn’t chosen to live quite so far away.

It’s Whiny Wednesday. What’s bothering you today?

Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdayThis is week I have a number of whines, none of which I’m willing to verbalize on a public forum, because they all involve people I know and like, and would hate to hurt. (Sometimes I wish I blogged anonymously, though.)

But, it is Whiny Wednesday and your chance to vent, so go for it. And just know that I’m stomping and venting to myself over here, too.

Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdaySomeone backed their car or truck into mine in the Target parking lot the other week. They scraped my bumper, broke a tail light, and left. No note, no apology, no phone number.

Fortunately for me, a few days later Mr. Fab had a altercation with a concrete post, so the broken light is nothing compared to the giant scrape in my door. Sigh.

It’s Whiny Wednesday. What’s causing you to shake your head in dismay this week?

Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdayLast week I was checking out the stats on this blog and noticed a series of periodic spikes in visitors. When I dug a little deeper, I discovered that each spike coincided with Whiny Wednesday! I guess we all need a place to gripe now and then.

So, again, it’s Whiny Wednesday. If you have something on your mind, please share it here. I promise you, you won’t be alone!

Whiny Wednesday

Whiny_WednesdayYou may have the Colby wildfire on the news and you may have seen the photo of the smoke cloud visible from space. If you could see underneath that cloud, you’d see me, sitting here with itchy eyes, a stuffed nose, and layer of soot on every flat surface in my house.

I’m very grateful I’m not in any danger from the fire itself, but I’m whining about the air that I’m breathing this week.

It is Whiny Wednesday. What’s got the corners of your frown turning down this week?