On my way to the computer I wandered past the bedroom and then did a quick about face to go back and put my pj’s on. An unthinkable thing to do a few years ago. Working in pj’s would have been out of the question. Now they are normal attire for Saturday morning housework, yoga practice and evenings in front of the computer or TV.
(Many thanks to whomever it was that made pj’s acceptable and helped retire the detestable baby dolls and nightgowns.)
As I get older I find there are many things which just aren’t so important any more. On the list are wearing makeup every time I leave the house, washing my hair every day, high heels and naps.
The makeup thing would meet strong opposition from my friend Lynn who is very concerned with appearance. She thinks because I have a business I should never go out in less than full work regalia but I cannot agree. It is time and money that can be better spent elsewhere. If I’m lucky the potential clients won’t recognize me anyway. I should learn to wear sunglasses like the movie stars so no one will recognize me. The problem with that is I can’t read with the darn things on in the store.
Washing my hair daily is not only a waste of time and resources but darn my arms just get tired sometimes from holding the blow dryer.
The shoes have been a bit of an adjustment but a bout with a foot ailment cured me of that. Now the shoes are more expensive but not nearly as pretty. Cute shoes are a thing of the past and if I could wear sandals in the snow I would. My toes scream for freedom.
I learned to nap many years ago when I worked 18 hour days. That afternoon hour was what kept me going while I worked three different jobs to keep food on the table and the mortgage paid. I would not have made it through the days without the nap. Some people I know think a nap is a sign of weakness but I’ve noticed they are usually asleep in a chair by 8:00 p.m. and I’ve got my second wind and can work or read or just relax for the evening because I stole that hour before supper.
As I move along in life the pressures and priorities have certainly changed. I’m much easier on myself and usually easier on others as well. I hurry less and spend time on the more eternal things like friendships instead of the shallow cares of youth.
What sorts of things do you find you are relaxing about in your life as you travel on? Please share in the comments or in Facebook.