It is my birthday tomorrow.
When did I get so old?!
Signs I am getting over the hill, officially:
My twin-tyre is not willing to deflate.
I was totally disabled by a cough this year.
I have deep lines on my forehead (nowhere else really but it is very ageing).
I fall asleep regularly at 8pm.
I forget everything (ok ok… I know that’s nothing new).
Botox seems a good idea. No, it really does!
I just bought a plain brown mummy cardigan and I wear the same four or five items of clothing week in week out (they are all black, grey, navy, brown etc etc)
My boobs are like the ears of a King Charles Spaniel (with less hair, mind)
I have children, not babies!
Share your birthday woes!