No longer do I care if I have weekend plans. That means that I can watch TV, read a book, do laundry or go to bed early and not be too tired to get up with the girls. (OK, so if I'm being honest, I sometimes enjoy knowing we have weekend plans, but nothing that includes being downtown and trying to catch a cab in the cold at 3:30am!)
I care about fibre. Yup, when I glance at a nutrition label, I don't really look for the calories, or even the fat but gimmie lots of fibre.....
I wear winter boots (instead of shoes 95% of the winter, as was my previous practice) because they are practical and keep my feet warm.
I use the word practical. And think being practical isn't all bad.
And my skin.... Well it is doing its own thing as it gets older. My hands are incredibly dry. I have developed eczema. My heels are cracking (which kinda takes some of the fun out of a pedi now - its a necessity to keep my feet from cracking up and not just for the indulgence!) My face is confused. While parts of my face thinks I am 13 and is treating me to regular breakouts, my eyes and forehead are showing who's boss with some nice wrinkles. I have begun using toner and am rethinking my 20 year relationship with Noxzema. It takes me forever to get in bed by the time I use my hand cream, eczema cream, foot balm, toner and - NIGHT CREAM to Reduce the Appearance of Fine Lines and Wrinkles!
What's next? A subscription to large print Reader's Digest?