The Joys of Aging

I am the spitting image of my dad - always have been.  I am 5'9, slender,blonde hair, fair skin.  My dad is 6'2, slender, strawberry hair, and fair Irish complexion.  Because of my height and my "hummingbird metabolism," as my mom likes to call it, I have always been able to pretty much eat whatever I wanted and not gain weight.  Well.  Let's just say when I hit thirty, that all changed.  When did this roll of fat develop aound my mid-section?  I swear I could jump in a pool and it would keep me afloat LOL.  And what is this loose skin that I have noticed on the back of the top of my arms?  Did that happen overnight?  I swear every day I notice a tiny line somewhere on my face that wasn't there the last time I looked.  I have gotten spider veins on my legs, and  my once perky breasts, well, AREN'T!  A while back a good friend of mine (who also does my hair), pointed out that she found a grey!  A grey!!!!  "Well pull it out!"  I said. What is it about aging that it just seems to happen overnight?  Is this what I have to look forward to?  I am only 31 years old and have already spent a small fortune on anti-aging creams, fine line erasers, lotions that claims to "improve the appearance of cellulite," under-eye serums, etc, etc.  What is that they say about "growing old gracefully?"  Oh, my, I can already tell I am going to have a HARD time with that one LOL!!!