• 51 up: a summary not a snapshot

    Thursday, July 11, 2019 Permalink

    Lydia (Where The Wild Things Are) commented on the TV show 63 Up (UK version of the 7-Up series) recently and coincidentally I’d watched it as well.

    She suggested the ‘check-in’ every 7 years seemed to ensure those involved analysed (albeit not in a scientific way) their life more than most of us as they had to dissect it (again, not in a scientific way) for their interviews.

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  • Ageing (dis)gracefully

    Monday, July 8, 2019 Permalink

    I have been walking this earth for 51 years. Well, 51 and a half really. And I think I’m finally starting to accept that I’m ageing.

    Don’t get me wrong. I don’t think my life is over. I know people achieve all sorts of things in their 50s, 60s and beyond. Indeed I know 70-odd year olds who are certainly healthier and fitter than I am.

    But I think for a long time I’ve been in denial that I am ‘middle-aged’.

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  • June 2019 check-in

    Thursday, June 27, 2019 Permalink

    Almost the end of the month AND the financial year here in Australia. As I’ve only worked for a few months this year I have my fingers crossed for a tax cheque which will make a nice change. And keep me off the streets (ie. pay my mortgage, electricity and hefty brownie-mix bills) for a while.

    After dipping a little mood-wise earlier this month I’m feeling much better** so….

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  • Conversations with friends: dealing with anxiety

    Monday, June 24, 2019 Permalink

    I shared something from A Life in Progress on my Facebook page recently. I didn’t like myself much I said. And I didn’t mean it in a glib, “I hate my thighs” kinda way. More in a, “I have weaknesses or bad habits I’m aware of but haven’t overcome,” kind of way. Indeed I’ve written before about my propensity to ‘play the victim’ and of course the whole pity vs envy thing.

    I withdrew a little from an online chat group earlier this year. A friend and I sensed the group had become distant. Of course because I make everything about me (in a good and bad way) I decided it was my fault. I’d been whining too much, I decided. I was too negative and just too annoying to be around.*

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  • Conversations with friends: Public vs private living

    Monday, June 17, 2019 Permalink

    I was chatting online with a friend about stuff and we were talking about that fine line. The one which I often cross despite being conscious of its existence.

    I’d vented a little ( 🙄 ) on Facebook about a couple of jobs I’d applied for and not gotten as well as the frustration of job hunting in a regional town with limited opportunities.

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  • Before Google

    Thursday, June 6, 2019 Permalink

    I was having a conversation with a friend on the weekend and she said she’d been trying to explain to her 7yr old son, the concept of ‘looking stuff up’ or ‘research’ before the internet (and before google). She was planning, she said, to buy a hard-copy dictionary so he could learn how to use one.

    We were reminiscing about our own childhoods and the encyclopedia we soooo relied on for homework and the like.

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  • Grief and life as a non mother

    Sunday, May 12, 2019 Permalink

    Although it seems as if I overshare a lot here, I’m equally conscious that people who actually know me could be reading. It might sound weird but I’m far more comfortable sharing with complete strangers than those who ‘know’ me or at least think they have some perception of who I am.

    But, I’ll be honest…. this week has been a challenging one for me.

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  • A sense of relief. Or release

    Thursday, May 2, 2019 Permalink

    I’ve actually been feeling much better since my ‘a-ha’ moment a few weeks ago. I’ve felt a sense of relief. Or release.

    I felt weird publishing that post. I was reminded of talking to my mother about quitting blogging and mentioning I’d need to announce it (on the blog) and she asked why write about it? Surely I’d just stop.

    My mum is good like that. Down to earth. It can be confronting – the notion that no one will notice or care, or that lives will continue on despite the disappearance of Debbish.com – but, I know it’d happen.

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