Feeling my Age

I have an upcoming birthday (19/5). The NHS have sent me an advance birthday present (12/5). Now I know how old I am for certain!

This is my first scheduled mammogram. I’ve had one before, when I had a wee scare a few years ago. But this is the first one that tells me that I am now over 55.

*sigh*

How did that happen? I swear it was only last year that I was 17!

Excuse me, I am going  to go and fondle a few skeins until I feel soothed. Maybe I’ll come up with one for the Herringbones…

Published by Scattered Thinker

The Scattered Thinker is somewhat past her prime, but not yet in any danger of giving up. In the Inter-world, she is often known as plumbum, or sometimes as ulygan. In the Real Life, she goes by the name of Beth. Beth is a roamer. She lives in a motorhome and has a backup static caravan that serves as a bolthole if needed. Bricks and mortar are very much a thing of the past. Contact Beth if you would like to correspond with paper and pen.

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