Get on it!!

Oh my goodness. If he's told me once, he's told me a hundred times.
GET ON IT!!!! GET ON IT!!! GET ON IT!!!!!

But for some reason I just can't seem to get IT happening. I can't GET ON IT. I struggle to GET ON IT. It's like I'm afraid to GET ON IT.
I want to GET ON IT. .....
But every time I have to........failure.

AGE

Hang on....
Is 44 and 7/12ths middle age??? It's nearly half of 90 and I'd call 90 old, but am I middle-aged?
I don't feel middle-aged.
I don't think I look middle-aged.
Most of the time I don't act middle-aged.

One thinks of middle-aged as men or women going through a crisis. Would you consider the recent purchase of red, personalised, car registration plates as an example of me perhaps having a slight mid-life crisis?????

It has to start with tiny steps......

Well hello and welcome to my confessions.
But before I start, let me make one very important announcement/confession.....

I don't know what I'm doing!!! 

So if you want to hear all about why I am a middle-aged dancing queen you will have to bear witness to my blogging ineptitude. This experience may very well be a challenge to you the reader as much as it is for me but I know that I'm ready to tackle this latest learning experience.

If you're ready to risk a few trodden tootsies go and slip on your dance shoes, take your dance partner's hand and get your butt out on that dance floor with me.