Okay so we are home and everyone is back on schedule. The pictures are developed from the trip and life goes on as normal. There is one problem. As I sit and scan the hundreds of pictues taken, one thought keeps going on over and over in my mind.
Who the hell is the fat old lady holding my granddaughter?!!!
I guess it's true that we never see the real us when we look in the mirror because I swear I have never seen that old lady before. But that same face and body keeps showing up. What is going on here?
In case you haven't guessed, part of the problem is that I have had another birthday. Normally birthdays don't bother me but, as I am getting closer and closer to 60, they are starting to bug me more and more.
So what is the solution here. Well I could start lying about my age, but I really don't think that would help.
I could go on a diet and lose a bunch of weight. The problem with that is that my fat and my body have become so close over the years that I notice they have a strong attachment to each other. They hold on to each other closely. If I could convince them to part ways, I would like to lose about 100 pounds. That would make me a chubby grandmother. Not bad. I could live with chubby grandmother. Then the kids wouldn't have to get an extra large coffin for me either. Then when I looked at my pictures I'd be older, skinnier and saggier. Not sure about that either.
So here's my solution. While I contemplate another diet and how to make my life more miserable. I know it's not a diet it's a lifestyle change.
Anyway, back to the subject...From now on my children can hold the image of me in their hearts because there will be NO MORE PICTURES OF ME!
There that takes care of the problem for now. I can live with that.
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