Saturday, September 18, 2010

Tired but Happy

Today was different. When we left home this morning my hair was in order, my face was painted, I was wearing my Ruby Road jeans and shirt and new Clark sandals. I came home with my hair messy, my face paint (makeup) worn out, my clothes wilted, and my butt dragging.

We drove about 125 miles to pick up coral that someone was selling. We were there less than two hours. Then we drove straight home. Seems that I always feel like I can move mountains. In reality I can't pick up the shovel. Whoever said that old age ain't for sissies surely knew the score.

OK, pity party over. Now let's have a fun rest of the weekend.


Jamie said...

This made me laugh, because I know EXACTLY what you mean. Last night, big date, every detail in perfect order..just a few hours later, at my door and happy to be there. So much for the HOT date. Good lord, I must be out of my mind.

Happy Gathering day. Hugs. :)

Smocha said...

Well said . LOL