“We all have that one person who insists on telling us the truth when it’s clear a good lie would do just fine. For me this person is my husband…”
Picture this. It’s Sunday, I am planning some content for Instagram and I trying to decide on the hash tags to apply to my posts in terms of age bracket.
Me: “Well, let’s see…I can put a #Over35Style# on that pic…”
Husband: “But you’re closer to 45….”
Me: “Thank you for reminding me and your point is?😒”
Husband: “Don’t you think it’s a bit misleading?”
Me: “How is it misleading🙄? It’s not like I am a snake and my profile pic shows a sheep or something?!”
He took one look at me and surely must have perceived the danger of starting a quarrel with an aging woman this early in the morning. Unless of course, he simply does not care about ruining his entire day.
Husband: “Well, I just think you should be proud of your age…”
Me: “Well, I think I am. I am soon to be 42 and I am not in therapy for it,
aren’t I?”
Dear husband: “Soon to be 43…”
Me: “Ok, 43! If you want to be this petty🙄….”
But let’s get serious for a moment…🤔🤔
What is it with women and aging? Why is it such a turmoil? Is there something in the way society at large view aging women? Is it because we feel invisible past a certain age? Is it because, us women are vain little creatures who insist on being the centre of attention even when way past our prime?
What about you guys? How do you feel on the subject? Comment below!
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