How many of us that are single gals again-whether by choice or not- are content to stay alone with our dog as company? We raised our children, had dinner on the table every evening, did innumerable piles of laundry, and we had sex. Sometimes we initiated it with our partner and sometimes we just gave in so he didn’t whine so loud. Now we are retired or winding down our careers. We pop Marie Calanders in the microwave and vacuum every week or so. I once went for a month without doing even one load of laundry. Yes, my undie drawer never runs to empty.
I admit to having days where I schlep around in pjs all day. Makeup? Hell, I can’t remember the last time I did more than apply some lipstick. My Botox and fillers are holding well. After the divorce I struggled to get my weight to above 104 but I’ve now made up with a vengeance and am now 145. 125-30 is a good weight for my 5’6” frame but I have clothes that range in size from a 2 to a 12. I never throw clothing out-it WILL be all the rage again and I’m still wearing my ‘70’s DVF and classic Chanel.
I digress. With my basically sedentary lifestyle and love if reading do I miss having someone to share with? Yes, I do. Just not enough to do anything about it. And I don’t want to feel obligated to have sex. I actually find the thought repugnant. Is it just me and my little circle of friends who feel this way? I’ve had my RX for Premarin for many years and it does keep the hot flashes away but all the other symptoms of post menopause are there. Ive been known to state that this is Mother Nature’s way of letting us know that since we’re too old to reproduce, we no longer have those pesky basic urges. Men have a little blue pill. As women, should we have to fake feelings we no longer feel?
Girls, I’m anxious to hear what you think.
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