Some weird things.
A few things have happened recently, which makes me think maybe I’m slowing succumbing to this old age thing. The first is that my bones creak. Not like minor, small, cute creaks. No, I’m talking, getting up and immediately wanting to lay down until it passes creaks. Maybe it’s just the weight.
And, it seems like I’ve become allergic to something. Or rather, more allergic to one thing. I’ve always had a sensitivity to dust but now it seems like it’s full on World War III levels of sneezing and coughing. Work has become a nightmare since the dust builds up more than it doesn’t.
Sorry, that doesn’t make any sense. It’s just that I’m falling apart and I’m not dealing well with it.
Also to make things interesting, I’ve acquired a taste for beer. Me who preferred vodka and tequila now drinks beer. Somewhere past friends, current friends and confused ex-boyfriends are scratching their heads. Yes, I really am that self-important.