Friday, July 15, 2011

36 in 2011

Tomorrow is my 36th birthday. And I cannot for the life of me think of 36 things to say in one coherent post so I thought a nice little ramble might be the way to go. The mind is clearly the first to go!!

This past year, I can say with some confidence, has gone by in a flash and achingly slow. Not sure how to explain that besides claim ownership of a weird time continuum machine in the living room of my brain!

I've blogged less than in any other year. And vacillated about it for far longer than I would have liked.

I've dyed my hair for the very first time and I'm not sure I like it. I do know now though that I'm certainly not brave enough to grow grey naturally - yet.

I've read more than in any other year; possibly the only consistent thing from my childhood to this middle age has been my love affair with the printed page. I'm not for the convenience of a kindle and don't think I shall be seduced away from the flipping of pages anytime soon. I am however doing a cull to save my groaning bookshelves and hope to sell 100 books for £1 each to support a charity close to my heart.

I've stopped listening to music almost completely, abandoning my ipod and its dock, the radio and any cd's. I'm not sure why this has happened and wierdly I don't miss it. I hum random tunes a lot more though and that is not necessarily a better thing as I cannot hold a tune at all.

I've changed career paths from fundraising-for-the-not-for-profit to the stay-at-home-and-look-after-the-kid-kinda-not-for-profit. This was not an easy decision but a quick one when I came to it. It's one of the better decisions I took this year and as hard as it is I am enjoying it (mostly, she gingerly says!).

I've had more angst than ever before - about work, child rearing, growing old, friendships, relationships, the meaning of life etc. Large swathes of time this year have passed in self pity and serious wallowing. Duvet days of the mind I call them. You'll be glad to know that its a phase well in the past.

We've had a few amazing holidays while I've been 35. But I've had moments on these holidays that I have blocked out from memory, snapshots erased from the hard drive of my twisted mind. Don't ask because I won't tell.

I've killed all the plants on my terrace, slowly but surely. Over watered and fistfuls of mud falling (literally) victim to my enthusiastic boy. But as I turn 36 I've found someone to come and replace them, repot the survivors and possibly check on their wellbeing in the future.

I've given in to the temptation of eating chocolate more often than I would like to admit. My love affair with ice cream however has ended. Ben and Jerry no longer come a-calling at my freezer.

I've stopped cooking almost completely and found someone else to cater to our hunger. I've eaten out fewer times in this year than in any of the last 7 or so years. I've eaten in only 2 or 3 absolutely new places in the entire year, a dismal record by my standards. The joy I used to find in food has diminished. This has nothing to do with ageing tastebuds and more to do with my state of mind. It's a sad day when I no longer relish food or even the act of eating. It's not yet come to that although the line is simmeringly flat and I am hopeful of the next year being a renaissance in cooking and eating in our house and about.

I'm a bundle of contradictions every. single. day. It's been a meh year to say the very least, certainly far from my best. Having said that I've had many many moments of pure unadulterated joy, mainly involving my son and diamonds (greedy guts girl). Moments that have made 35 bearable and the possibilities that 36 hold enticing.

I've had a drastic haircut today. Tomorrow I am 36 with a mop of unmanageable curls rather than my staid tied up auntyji bun. I feel lighter and more hopeful and positively enticed. Less auntyji more middle age ladki.

Right side of 40 here I come!


  1. Happy BirthdaY and Happy New Haircut! I like the phrase 'duvet days of the mind', though not the experience of it.

  2. What The Bride said. :)
    Happy Birthday, have a wonderful year ahead. Big hugs!

  3. Happy birthday. For someone who just hit the 30 mark, your post gives me hope :)

  4. Anonymous3:31 PM

    I wanna see the new haircut!


  5. belated birthday wishes! i had a birthday recently too .. i've stopped counting after 30 :)

  6. Anonymous7:39 AM

    Belated happy bday woman! there is this eerie sense of i-know-the-feeling when i read ur bogposts. Keep them coming! miss the frequency much!

  7. Hey Happy belated birthday (er, maybe wrong order!) and new haircut---yep around that time I got a perm, and a couple of years ago got it cut in layers---good way of reinventing oneself!

  8. Anonymous8:18 PM

    I'm 21 with 15 years experience - love that!!! especially so as I can use (beg, borrow, steal:) ) that line in three weeks from now when I turn 36 too!!

    Funnily, this last year I have reunited with my longlost loves - reading (totally agree with you on the charms of flipping dogeared pages - beats a Kindle anyday)music......and turned so much more inwards, spiritual..Interesting year!

  9. Anonymous2:20 AM

    Stumbled upon your blog while looking for a kali dal recipe (why I still need to look at one beats me). LOVED reading your post on turning 36 - I turned 36 this year too. Most of what you wrote rang a bell. Love to read more -not just on cooking but the journey called life.

  10. happy birthday. and sorry 4 late,

  11. Happy belated birthday wishes!!!!
    Loved the post- life's like that, each year a strange mix of the good, the bad, and the ugly!