Changing the subject;

Ok let’s get off track a bit, this whole thing isn’t suppose to be depressing.

So has anyone gotten the final word on whether or not this here is blogging?! I mean it feels like I’m writing a book but isn’t that ultimately what blogging is? Just writing about whatever? Either way I’m enjoying it, just don’t wanna be accused of “blogging incorrectly “. Just felt that needed quotes, not sure why.

So yes I’m like this whole different person, of course the old me is in there, but a lot is different. Obviously I’m older, I’m in perimenopause which has now practically turned into full on menopause AND my entire life got flipped upside down in the past few years with relationships, so yea, we figuring shit out to say the least. Being “THIS” old now feels different, like a new feeling of, “I just don’t give a fuck about opinions “ lol!! You get to this stage and it’s true, you just feel free because you’ve lived your life and fulfilled your “duties” , so now it’s like eh whatever.

I just got a new tattoo and mind you, none of my current ones are really visible, but this one oh boy. I haven’t even told my mother yet lol omg seriously, 47 and I’m hiding a fucking tattoo from my mother! Well it’s on the inside of my forearm and it’s the coordinates for each one of my boys for where they were born. I haven’t even told an arrow through the coordinates separating them and a couple circles overlapping, for reason. I’ll have a pic when it heals, and I’ll show my mother OBVIOUSLY when it heals in a few days. But yea it’s large and all like black/gray, not girly at all so she’s gonna be pissed HA HA!! Fuck it, it’s Act 3 baby and we goin all out. Our motto is fuck it, we doin WHATEVER!

Ok well whatever it’s bedtime right now, it’s 8:50pm and I’m old remember, I require a lot old sleep!!