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Turning 40

I sit here think­ing I should be doing some­thing about this 40 thing. Like maybe let­ting “him” know I’m here. *eye roll*

Hurry up and wait.

I’m not sure how I’m sup­posed to feel at 40, but I don’t feel any dif­fer­ent than yes­ter­day when I was 39.

It was so much cooler turn­ing 10…double digits!!

Then 20 felt a lit­tle old — all these peo­ple expected so much from me…all these old geezers…they were prob­a­bly 32.

Turn­ing 30 meant I had to have my act together…I didn’t.

Now I’m 40…I kinda have my act together…at least I tell my chil­dren that. No need wor­ry­ing them.

So, Mr. Forty (I don’t know why he’s a Mr, but he just is!),

I’m going to stand on top of that tall loom­ing moun­tain you’ve cre­ated, called “Over the Hill”, and face the other side with a brazen look on my face and true to my name­sake, I will laugh wild and loud!

{…so there…}

 

Tags: aging, forty-ish, old age

5 Responses to “Turning 40”

1. Julie says:

   January 19, 2012 at 9:45 am

   I hear you — turn­ing 40 strikes me as HUGE some days and as not a big deal on other days. I’m grasp­ing hold though and using it as a cat­a­lyst for all the things I want to do but put off. I really want to do the run a marathon thing but I would like to take the ‘sense of amaz­ing accom­plish­ment’ and hold the ‘running’.

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2. Mandy says:

   January 19, 2012 at 1:19 pm

   I hope you had a fab­u­lous birth­day!! And, spo­ken truly as some­one who is not that far behind you, 40 ain’t that old! Love you bunches! Here’s to the next ten years!!

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   • Jenny says:

     January 22, 2012 at 4:23 pm

     Thanks, Mandy!! Cheers to us!

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3. Misty Dawn says:

   January 21, 2012 at 11:40 am

   Nah… 40 is the new 20 You’re a young’un.

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   • Jenny says:

     January 22, 2012 at 4:22 pm

     Dang it!…that’s right, I am! I knew you’d set me straight!

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