Feeling creaky

I'm feeling like a grandma at last. Stiff joints, aching limbs, sore knees; wobbly eyesight and crumbling teeth.

The joints and limbs are stiff because I'm running - only about 10 miles a week, but rising as I get ready for a 10k race in a couple of weeks' time. Yoga yesterday reminded me about muscles I'd forgotten existed. On Monday I tripped (don't ask me how - and isn't that a really old-lady thing?) and scraped my knees which now have lovely big scars.

I don't want to go to the trouble of having my eyes tested, but I must, because reading is getting a bit tricky. And I hate the dentist, but some day soon those little holes will become big ones and need proper fillings.

Old age, here I come?

Making the time?

Over three months since my last blog post, because I’ve been so busy – consumed by work, voluntary commitments and a singing tour in Germany. Which, as I noted at the beginning, is a worry – how can I find time for this new little person?

In March I began to make her a dress. Spent time finding the right fabric, the sweetest buttons; cut out the pieces and began to stitch them together. Lovely to sew, thinking about the things a little person might do, experience, see and learn while she’s wearing it. But a couple of months on the half-finished dress is waiting patiently on a hanger for me to finish the hem and add the buttons. Good thing she’s not ready to wear it yet.