Old Christine comes from my real first name and for a few years now I have joked that I am old (getting there, 47).  This past year I hit a wall called midlife crisis and started using Old Christine online and of course because of the sitcom by the same name, naturally the tagline of "New adventures of old Christine" just pops into my head like a really really ishy song from the 70's.

In July I totally lost my mind and ran away for a few days, back to my childhood home.  It was a life altering trip for me.  I just took off leaving all the work behind (husband works an outside job so the farm is my job), pulled out $700.00 and left.  Totally unlike me as I am Miss Reliable, Bend Over For Everyone Else But Myself. 

I got a motel room overlooking Lake Superior and spent three days visiting my old haunts, seeing my Grandparents graves which I had never seen, dressing up in my skirts and fancy clothes and moving about town totally anonymously buying local artists things, eating at the Black Cat, painting on the bluff overlooking the light house in the bay. 

The day I went home (unwillingly but I had to work) I found myself staring at myself in the motel mirror, just looking at this total stranger and told myself "Goodbye Old Christine".

That was the beginning of my second half of life.