Not quite at mid life, or am I? crisis.

It's a wishy washy sort of an age this just shy of 40 stage. Am I middle aged yet? Do I fall into the cougar category? Do 20 somethings pity me? And what exactly is the appropriate skirt length?
It's all so bloody difficult. Half the time I am invisible and the rest of the time I stand out like a not quite cool enough to be here road cone.  I don't fit into a clearly outlined, tick this box, socio demographic and I can spin a yarn about when I was a kid things were a lot different but at the same time cringe at mid life crisis sufferers. Too old to be cool and too young to knit.
Age has taught me many things and one is to be blatantly honest at all times so I do admit that technology has taken me over, I gave up keeping up sometime ago. I no longer understand high street fashion and I only just figured out what a hash tag is....I think.
 I am in limbo, not ready to say no to a party, but kinda too wrinkly to go clubbing. Too young to say "by jingos" but too old to say "wassup?".
Oh, it is all so hard. But do I have a cup of tea or a red bull? A sit down or do yoga? And do I really have to go through an internal monologue on dressing my age every morning?
Two years ago I was relevant and two years from now I'll be fabulous, but can someone please put a label on exactly what I am now?

A literary hot water bottle.

My poor little random blog has been completely neglected, pushed aside, booted out the door on a cold night and thoroughly unloved of late.So, well, I thought I would warm it up with some words with no particular purpose, theme, angle, or point. For one reason, I don't actually have anything of note to say, not even anything to rant about. My brain is trailing along, kicking at stones and stomping through leaves but not really arriving anywhere, so this string of words dripping away like a leaky tap is the sum of it all. A muddily puddle of random. Another reason is….aren't words lovely just as they are (insert question mark here as you will know if you have been around my blogs before that my poor old and over-used question mark died sometime ago).