So My 40th Birthday is coming up.
In 51/2 weeks to be exact.
How did this happen?
Although thankfully a little wiser, I feel like that same girl at 17.
Where did the time go?
All the other birthdays easily passed without any problems. 30 was a breeze. I've never been one to care enough about my age to lie or worry about getting wrinkles early.
Why does this one feel different? It seems that the closer it gets the more obsessed about it I get.
Have I done everything I wanted to do "in my 30's"? I know life doesn't end at 40 and I know that I've got maybe 1 or 2 (tee hee hee) good years left on this earth, but am I who I wanted to be yet?
Am I on the path?
I know I don't want to be fat and 40.
(no offense to all my pleasantly plump and happy about it sistas)
I dreamed of being a "fit" young mom at 40. Well "fit" I aint. Fit left me at about 34. Can I get it back? Is there still time?
What can I do with 5 1/2 weeks?
Well today was the first day of my
"40 and fabulous" renovation.
I'm eating well.
I'm trying to serve others.
I'll keep you posted on my progress!
By the way.....big blowout bash or quiet get together with those I'm closest to? Whatdaya think?