So, yeah. Today is my birthday. Yay. And yes I am 38. Not a fabulous age or birthday. Still a couple years from 40 with is both good, because I'm not ready for 40 and bad, because at least 40 is a big deal.
It's not that I hate getting older necessarily. It does freak me out because as I get older I realize that my life could be half over. On the other hand, getting older has made me more comfortable with myself. I know who I am and my strengths, weaknesses, and all my craziness. I'm okay with all of it. I understand people and situations better. I feel like I'm getting wiser with each year, but am also smart enough to know there is still more I could learn. I am also okay with where I am, because, and not to brag, but I am in better shape than I've been in for years. Well, except for the boobs. Those will never be what they were without surgical help. Since we don't have an extra few thousand dollars laying around, I will just have to rely on the good people at Victoria's Secret to make them look better. But besides that, I am in great shape from all the hard work I've put in, working out and watching what I eat. It's not always easy with three kids, but they are all at an age now where I can concentrate on myself just a little bit. I feel good about it. So even though I'm getting older, at least I'm holding it together. For the time being anyway. Either way, getting older isn't that bad. As my Pop-pop used to say, "beats the hell out of the alternative."
It's not that I hate getting older necessarily. It does freak me out because as I get older I realize that my life could be half over. On the other hand, getting older has made me more comfortable with myself. I know who I am and my strengths, weaknesses, and all my craziness. I'm okay with all of it. I understand people and situations better. I feel like I'm getting wiser with each year, but am also smart enough to know there is still more I could learn. I am also okay with where I am, because, and not to brag, but I am in better shape than I've been in for years. Well, except for the boobs. Those will never be what they were without surgical help. Since we don't have an extra few thousand dollars laying around, I will just have to rely on the good people at Victoria's Secret to make them look better. But besides that, I am in great shape from all the hard work I've put in, working out and watching what I eat. It's not always easy with three kids, but they are all at an age now where I can concentrate on myself just a little bit. I feel good about it. So even though I'm getting older, at least I'm holding it together. For the time being anyway. Either way, getting older isn't that bad. As my Pop-pop used to say, "beats the hell out of the alternative."
2 comments:
Happy Birthday!!! Hope it is/was the best.
Happy Birthday! Really though, 40 isn't that bad.
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