Men O Pause
Without Prejudice
I went through all that young, lost the nursery, kept the playroom. The worst thing about it was my illogical fear I would never ever enjoy sex again. Myth. I was engaged to Nifty Nev then and he was 12 years younger than me. I thought he might want kids but he didn't although we did have one scare that lasted weeks and we sort of got used to the idea.
My kids annoyed him, so needy and he had none and could not understand how mine took up so much of my time. He was right of course but he made himself an enemy at first and now the girls look back on him with great fondness. he was kind and he was witty, gererous too Nifty and old way beyond his years. He had wondeful family in Ireland, his Mother, Chris, a lovely lady like woman.
Now I am past that but still get hot, mainly at night. Took HRT for ten years or so and now don't. I feel great, really heaslthy and well and I guess the biggest thing is that I feel Free. I don't have to stress over my kids, I don't have to stress over my grand kids. I can pack up and go anywhere. Gypsy Girl. I can take my Ipad with me anywhere in the world.
I had a letter from Google yesterday and they are paying for my stories and it's so gratifying. 13,550 readers, imagine that. They can't all be my Family ! Actuually a map comes up of where in the world they are reading you. The Usa, Brazil, Russia, Uk, it's bizarre but lovely. And finally I am free of other people's opinion,rules, or pessismism.
I love my life I haven't been this free since I was 17 and it feels good. Really good. The first thing to freedom is finance. I'm not weighed down by mortgage or bills, credit card debt. I live simply and well. I can finally put down the burden of child raising. My girls are in their forties, and thirties now.
I help to look after Yvette's kids if she needs support but it's now only back up support. we get on well Yvette and I, we always have, and we've lived together before. Then it was under the one roof but I like it better with my own space. Yvette has to walk a good thirty feet to my place and she respects my boundaries and I hers.
I can close my place off and have the best peace and quiet, outside where I write are tress and flowers and open window. Bonnie, the old faithful family dog lies under my window in her final resting place and I love to say Good Morning to her every day and Good night. It inspires me for the day.
The days are busy with kids and chores and garden and writing and phone calls and emails and messages. I act as a Mentor for young girls, boys, all ages, all sizes and I teach. Computer, ebay, whatever someone wants. Sometimes it's a resume, job application, tax, wording correspondence and contacting Government Agencies for help. It's a steady trickle. I know a lot of law stuff too so I advise on that as well.
Have a few immigrant refugees I advise and help as well, some young women starting up buisnesses and I write every day. Just "stuff" about my life for my girls and grandkids. An autobiography full of realism, gore, violence and sex, as that what is what "sells". It has to be a bit dramatic to be exciting, otherwise it's, got up, had breakfast, washed dishes.
It's can be chaotic. Big kids, little kids, babies, teens, 5 year olds or 3, 1 8 14 the list goes on and on. I try to be fair and share it around, help, baby sitting, cleaning and if I don't get it exact it's not a big deal. My kids know with me what they missed out on the Merry Go Round is made up on the swings.
I try and write in the mornings early until about 2pm. Then I eat something and relax a little, take a nap, read others stories, facebook, catch up on housework, shop, garden, and learn basic carpentry and decorating. I love that part. I love taking soething od and restoring it, sanding painting, love love love.
I also love vintage fashion from the fifties, sixties and seventies and collect it. I'm supposed to sell a lot of it but I love it, so I don't. I love retro stuff for the litchen, bedroom and bathroom, the whole unit really. I will collect more now as I have dried out the shed and fixed the roof, so more storage. I hated doing the roof with tarry stuff that smelled and was sticky and was all over my hnads for days, black as tar !
But I love the fact the shed is now water tight for the winter. I want another one as well for behind my unit. There is a spot there just crying out for a shed and I'd like back staries and a verandah to it. A side werandah too and front, hell I'll just verandah the whole lot.I've been in a mad panic for the last few weeks getting everything ready for winter.
And it's fun and games when I try to do anything I have 2 very inquisitive little boys that want to watch and help and cover themselves in mud and tar. I have to section parts of the yard off to get things done. They will climb ladders behind me, play with the paint, turn the hose on and make mud. I'm so glad the weather is holding just that bit longer, staying fine.
I forgot I also have to consider the Husky that the boys let out regularly and we now don't cahse her. She makes a game of it and we know within ten minutes she's back at the front door. There is also a cat to consider, a hulking brute who is moody and loveable. It's cupboard love, mostly he ignores us and strolls around and investigates everything. wet concrete, wet paint, he's an arse.
So once winter arrives I am gone like snow in Summer up to QLD for the winter I hope. Write and write and write. Did you notice I have not mentioned a partner in all this. I have had a husband, 20 years,a Fiance 12 years younger than me and a relationship that lasted 5. I am still friends with all except hubby. I like Men , I really do but they are just not relevant for my time at the moment. I want to pack up and go, I want to do what I want.
I don't want to be tied down, I don't want to be hurt. I just don't want. Its common at my age to feel like this, all the women my age feel exactly the same and its exciting. My 2 scottish aunts never went anywhere till their husbands died. My Yorkshire aunt too. Then they all travelled and had the best lives. One was not left as well off as the other widows but she has been to Australia so many times from UK. My siblings treat her and my lovely brother in Law Winn. They've got the money and they love to do it.
So I be Man O Pause for a while, and for a bit longer. Until I "find" My SELF lol
Love janette
I went through all that young, lost the nursery, kept the playroom. The worst thing about it was my illogical fear I would never ever enjoy sex again. Myth. I was engaged to Nifty Nev then and he was 12 years younger than me. I thought he might want kids but he didn't although we did have one scare that lasted weeks and we sort of got used to the idea.
My kids annoyed him, so needy and he had none and could not understand how mine took up so much of my time. He was right of course but he made himself an enemy at first and now the girls look back on him with great fondness. he was kind and he was witty, gererous too Nifty and old way beyond his years. He had wondeful family in Ireland, his Mother, Chris, a lovely lady like woman.
Now I am past that but still get hot, mainly at night. Took HRT for ten years or so and now don't. I feel great, really heaslthy and well and I guess the biggest thing is that I feel Free. I don't have to stress over my kids, I don't have to stress over my grand kids. I can pack up and go anywhere. Gypsy Girl. I can take my Ipad with me anywhere in the world.
I had a letter from Google yesterday and they are paying for my stories and it's so gratifying. 13,550 readers, imagine that. They can't all be my Family ! Actuually a map comes up of where in the world they are reading you. The Usa, Brazil, Russia, Uk, it's bizarre but lovely. And finally I am free of other people's opinion,rules, or pessismism.
I love my life I haven't been this free since I was 17 and it feels good. Really good. The first thing to freedom is finance. I'm not weighed down by mortgage or bills, credit card debt. I live simply and well. I can finally put down the burden of child raising. My girls are in their forties, and thirties now.
I help to look after Yvette's kids if she needs support but it's now only back up support. we get on well Yvette and I, we always have, and we've lived together before. Then it was under the one roof but I like it better with my own space. Yvette has to walk a good thirty feet to my place and she respects my boundaries and I hers.
I can close my place off and have the best peace and quiet, outside where I write are tress and flowers and open window. Bonnie, the old faithful family dog lies under my window in her final resting place and I love to say Good Morning to her every day and Good night. It inspires me for the day.
The days are busy with kids and chores and garden and writing and phone calls and emails and messages. I act as a Mentor for young girls, boys, all ages, all sizes and I teach. Computer, ebay, whatever someone wants. Sometimes it's a resume, job application, tax, wording correspondence and contacting Government Agencies for help. It's a steady trickle. I know a lot of law stuff too so I advise on that as well.
Have a few immigrant refugees I advise and help as well, some young women starting up buisnesses and I write every day. Just "stuff" about my life for my girls and grandkids. An autobiography full of realism, gore, violence and sex, as that what is what "sells". It has to be a bit dramatic to be exciting, otherwise it's, got up, had breakfast, washed dishes.
It's can be chaotic. Big kids, little kids, babies, teens, 5 year olds or 3, 1 8 14 the list goes on and on. I try to be fair and share it around, help, baby sitting, cleaning and if I don't get it exact it's not a big deal. My kids know with me what they missed out on the Merry Go Round is made up on the swings.
I try and write in the mornings early until about 2pm. Then I eat something and relax a little, take a nap, read others stories, facebook, catch up on housework, shop, garden, and learn basic carpentry and decorating. I love that part. I love taking soething od and restoring it, sanding painting, love love love.
I also love vintage fashion from the fifties, sixties and seventies and collect it. I'm supposed to sell a lot of it but I love it, so I don't. I love retro stuff for the litchen, bedroom and bathroom, the whole unit really. I will collect more now as I have dried out the shed and fixed the roof, so more storage. I hated doing the roof with tarry stuff that smelled and was sticky and was all over my hnads for days, black as tar !
But I love the fact the shed is now water tight for the winter. I want another one as well for behind my unit. There is a spot there just crying out for a shed and I'd like back staries and a verandah to it. A side werandah too and front, hell I'll just verandah the whole lot.I've been in a mad panic for the last few weeks getting everything ready for winter.
And it's fun and games when I try to do anything I have 2 very inquisitive little boys that want to watch and help and cover themselves in mud and tar. I have to section parts of the yard off to get things done. They will climb ladders behind me, play with the paint, turn the hose on and make mud. I'm so glad the weather is holding just that bit longer, staying fine.
I forgot I also have to consider the Husky that the boys let out regularly and we now don't cahse her. She makes a game of it and we know within ten minutes she's back at the front door. There is also a cat to consider, a hulking brute who is moody and loveable. It's cupboard love, mostly he ignores us and strolls around and investigates everything. wet concrete, wet paint, he's an arse.
So once winter arrives I am gone like snow in Summer up to QLD for the winter I hope. Write and write and write. Did you notice I have not mentioned a partner in all this. I have had a husband, 20 years,a Fiance 12 years younger than me and a relationship that lasted 5. I am still friends with all except hubby. I like Men , I really do but they are just not relevant for my time at the moment. I want to pack up and go, I want to do what I want.
I don't want to be tied down, I don't want to be hurt. I just don't want. Its common at my age to feel like this, all the women my age feel exactly the same and its exciting. My 2 scottish aunts never went anywhere till their husbands died. My Yorkshire aunt too. Then they all travelled and had the best lives. One was not left as well off as the other widows but she has been to Australia so many times from UK. My siblings treat her and my lovely brother in Law Winn. They've got the money and they love to do it.
So I be Man O Pause for a while, and for a bit longer. Until I "find" My SELF lol
Love janette
