Saggy Boobs!

So I have officially hit the time in life when my boobs are sagging, my ass is sliding down the back of my legs, new purple spider veins climbing through my calves and my eyes are a bit puffy in the morning.

I have arrived at the entrance to middle age, also known as the August of my life...the thing that really sucks about August is that it is hot, clammy and usually filled with thunder storms and jelly fish at the beach and now I begin to date?

WTF..who in their right mind wants to date in their 40's, then again, who wants to date at all. A series of questions all seeking the same answers.

Are you sane or do you suck your toes and watch porn?
Are you infected? With anything that will linger long after I have changed my sheets?
How in debt are you? Code for how much child support/alimony did she get you for?
Are your kids awful? Code for how long have they been in therapy?
What do you do for a living? Code for will we live under a bridge
And the final question we all end the night with.......will he ever call again?

Let the games begin :)
RT