rainbowbright
After a whole 2 weeks of trips to casualty , swine flu,ear infections and teething babies I have come to a conclusion… I no longer want to be a grown up, I want to opt out, throw in the towel, resign my position, give up my post… ok I will stop now, but you get my point!
I have decided I want to be young and care free again and before you think I am having some kind of midlife crisis I don’t mean go back to my teens or twenties ( I never much liked that part if I am really honest! to much pretending to be having a great time whilst wondering whether I looked under dressed or over dressed, over made up or under made up and whether when I danced I looked like I was doing the funky chicken… oh the shame!!) no, I mean going back to around six.
That being the last time I can honestly say I didn’t have something to worry about ! I know you think I am mad, but just think for a second… NOTHING to worry about… NOTHING! To a time when all I had to do all day was watch telly or roller skate, when friendships were made over a lend of my rainbow bright, when I could hum loudly to myself in public without fear of looks of concern. No wondering what to cook for tea, no school runs, no midnight baby calls… no agonising about being good enough mum, a good enough partner, good enough business person , artist, good enough full stop!
I even thought that perhaps I could set up some kind of retreat where people could come and act like they were six, but then I began to think that that might atract the wrong sort of person if you know what I mean.
Crazy Hair!!!
So I started to think about taking the essence of being childlike into my grown up life, worrying less about what people think, acting like a fool in public, maybe even singing loudly in sainsbo’s whilst pushing my trolly down the isles. Thats when it all became familiar… thats how my Mum acts, thats how all older folk act! They all revert to being around six.
OK then maybe I can wait, its only another 30 years or so before I am offically OAP material. Then I can start acting like a complete nutcase whilst wearing a funny ill fitting hat, and blaming it on my age.
Until then I will give into my six year old urges by wearing my hair in a strange side pony tail a la sesame street kid circa 1985 and blowing the occasional giant raspberry. Think I can just about get away with that! 
I hum and sing in public. I feel that I maybe going slightly mad……
No no.. you are just giving into your inner six year old!
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Don’t forget you’ve got to hop on one leg a lot, jump in puddles, walk through leaves, go to bed at seven, suck your thumb, eat lots of sweets and completely ignore the clock. Actually, it sounds fun….
See! See it does!
umm, maybe i have had a midlife crisis too then (hopefully ihave had it early and not “mid life” otherwise mits going to make for a fairly short life! I have recently invested in some retro rollerskates. Its mucho fun but makes for sore legs and a bruised bum! also uncoontrolable laughter when best friend fell over tested my pelvic floor to the max!
Opting out – I didn’t know it was an option! Brilliant. I’m off to draw on the walls.
Awwwww I get this. Sometimes it’s just so nice to not be ‘responsible’. And I think the side ponytail looks just fabulous dwahling. Tres chic. And, Rainbow Bright sighhhhh. I always wanted one. I was deprived.
Haha, you do make me laugh. Hmm I’m already wondering if I will look over or under dressed tonight!
seeing as I spend my days pondering what style of meerkat to knit next…I think I’ve already given in to my inner 6 year old. Welcome to the club!
Brilliant
I completely and utterly agree, such a shame we have to lose that 6 year old mind set where nothing scares us, and nothing really matters.
And loving the hair – oh, and I reccomend lollipops – chuupa chupps if poss – a lolly always makes me feel like a kid a gain
Its great to see so many grown-up people feel the same! maybe I should rethink the “innerchild retreat” maaaan!!! now where’s my lollipop!!