this is defined as a time in your life when you are no longer in your 30's, are creeping into your 40's, and yet not quite 60.
i think i realized why it's the middle aged years - except for the obvious - it's because everything creeps towards the middle.
really. it sucks. i've noticed extra layers on my stomach. i can say i have a muffin top. thanks to "high rise" jeans - everything spills right over the waist of them and that makes for a thick waistline. love handles. boobs sag and droop and blend into the tummy problems. good thing i don't have any.
even the whole "mid life crisis" thing is making sense to me now. for crying out loud it is a crisis! i haven't even touched on the topic of the big butt...and i won't even go there. it may be on the back side, but it is the middle too. and the hips. it's hard to watch your body transform into something you can't quite identify. it should be called the "transformation age". only we can't transform back...
listen, i may complain a whole lot - but i am quite aware of the fact that "it could always be worse". always.
i'm gonna go find some chocolate now.
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