I am very much no longer young

[StealthPolarBear]

I am turning forty this year and am having a mild and amusing mid life crisis.
Lots if little things, but the latest is that I've just tried to brush away a stubborn eye brow hair that was lodged just under my eye... It was a wrinkle.
I have also developed joint pain, in my thumb of all places.
Please tell me this is as bad as it gets :o

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Apologies I realised you are only 61. Mixed you up with another poster. It's my age...
Actually I've often thought I'd love to live in an old people's home. I could read my book in perfect peace while someone else hoovered and cooked.

I've actually had a thing for Monty don for years, on the qt.

I'm in my mid-forties. I've recently come to enjoy a wander round the garden centre and a nice cup of tea in the cafe afterwards .

I’m 42. Just arrived back from a weekend away in the countryside. DP and I visited a rather nice farm shop and I actually considered buying a tea towel with little sheep on. A tea towel FFS! That’s the sort of thing my mum buys when she goes away somewhere 🙄

Chin hairs, turkey neck and being older than some of the grandmas in my dds class are things that make me feel old. However I have discovered I have no fucks to give these days, am much more comfortable in my wrinkly skin, and these youngsters that come to the gym all preened I can still give them a run for their money 🤣 however the peri menopause is not my friend. I just want periods to be gone now, hot flushes, sweats, grumpiness and feeling like I may bleed out (sorry if tmi) are now the Bain of my life. I am 45 btw!

The worse thing about being in my 50s? I can't drink caffeine ... I've just had to start on decaf. Other than that I LOVE it!

No periods, not giving a flying fuck what anyone thinks of my docs, mini skirt and bleached hair. Knowing who I am and what I stand for. Looking in the mirror and thinking "Hey you're looking good kid!"

Bit peeved off that I have to train more to keep my strength, every year def weaker and stiffer.

But love my 50's!

I'm 31 and I wear the granny pants

SAAAAAAME

I've also discovered early nights and orthopedic pillows

I'm forty in a few months.

DH is supporting my midlife crisis. So far he's booked me on a F1 driving course and we will be cage diving toward the end of the year. He didn't laugh when I bought some leather trousers.

He drew the line at me buying a monster truck though.

I turned 40 at the end of the year.

I reckon my hair is probably 60% grey and not in a cool instagram way.

I REALLY struggle getting up off the floor after playing with my toddler

Said toddler being a toddler leaves me utterly and deeply exhausted.

Fucking love a nap

I am a bit round. I look soft and cuddly. I am losing my waist so I will soon look like a barrel with legs

I have mole hairs. I always have to be fair but I see them much more now.

But. I think I am better fun now than I have ever been. I quite honestly care so very little about how other people might judge me. I think I am probably better company.

But I look old

I forgot.

The only rights I ever wear now are the M&S body shape ones. I have loads of them. They are amazing

I've had a hip operation at the age of 40.

Best thing I ever did. Apart from having the dc obv.

Creaking and aching, my back hurts constantly and now the balls of my feet have started hurting too , wtf is that all about?
The texts are large font on my phone and I despaired when I couldn’t find a way to maximise mumsnet font...
Love nothing more than an early night and wearing comfy shoes

At least it seems by this thread that we’re mostly all happier though ey?!

Also 50, this year. Still not sure on the last period thing. Last one was a bastard of one at Christmas. Last one before that was midsummer, just before the heatwave took hold. The only way I can reliably track them is by my resting heart rate, which is high, at the moment, suggesting I have one around the corner. I just have no idea how far away the corner is.

DH is a programmer and said he was watching a YouTube tutorial for something that he needed to do for his current project and was blown away by just how quick and clever the young guys doing this stuff are.

Atrophy arghhh away to google that ! Current worry grey hair down there wahhhhh

Oh, I'd definitely kick the aging code monkey out of bed for Monty Don. With that outdoor lifestyle, he'd snore and fidget less, so I might sleep better.

He has lovely, twinkly eyes and adept looking hands, too.

52 and have a cherished collection of cardis and Doc Martens (gave up on heels decades ago). Quite fancy Monty Don and have a penchant for the shipping forecast Had a bit of a ‘mad moment’ in my 40s, which was a lot of fun - still is from time to time 🤫 Can’t function without reading specs and have a pet collection of ‘witch hairs’. Got my first comfy pants and thought ‘hm, warm bum...that’s nice!’ A slippery slope to M&S elasticated trews from here, no doubt!

Yy it's the eyes and hands with Monty Don. But then I've thought that since I was in my thirties. I think he's just my type. He looks like a ride.

Ads have been reading my threads.

I look nothing like this wrinkly!

I'm going to be 50 in few short months and I look and feel about 70, in fact I think my mother actually looks better for her age than I do.

Well, I am reading this thread with interest! I am almost 40 and I am looking better than I ever have thanks to weight loss, being able to afford clothes and expensive beauty products/ treatments. I’ve also had lots of male attention

So getting older seems to be working for me, rather than against me.

*but I’m still wearing heels, sexy underwear, going out and my boobs are perky (thanks to a boob job).

I refuse to let myself go

No word of a lie, I had a dream about folded sweaters. I actually woke up from that shock. I was in a dream where for some reason I needed a jumper (I think there was someone running after me), and lo and behold I had a perfectly folded grey one! God only knows what sweeteners await me tonight. Hate the dreams I'm having recently. Also not liking some of the diagnoses I've been given.

The front of my body has dropped ten inches I look like I've stepped off a cliff but only my face, boobs and knees have made it to the bottom.

I'm wondering if I'm too young for a nice, tall upright chair. I'm 55.

Have I got a story for you.
I recently decided I had to start having fun like I used too. Booked a gig and an after party. Rock and roll. I packed myself all night. Got to 11, and decided the only way I’d make it through was red bull. I had 5 red bulls in all, still slept for 10 hours when I got home at 1, after skipping the taxi queue by telling the teenagers “I think you’ll have to understand I’m old”.
Dh couldn’t believe how quickly I fell asleep. Red bull might do it for teenagers, but a middle aged women with kid worries and a to do list as long as my arm - no chance. Think it would take one of those adrenaline shots directly to the heart to keep me out till 3 these days.

Parsley, your story is a shite story. MY story about my grey sweater in my dream, is a good story.