So, I’m 40.
What say you? I don’t look 40? Good, because I don’t feel 40. Well, aside from the fact that I’m always tired and cranky. I will save that for a later blog.
I have not blogged in quite a while and I have decided to start again. I vow to blog daily for the next year. I’m 40 for Christ sake! I have a lot to say!!
I have really REALLY been dragging my feet kicking and screaming on this whole turning 40 thing. I know, I know.. I have friends who are older, and say “Oh, wait till your my age, or come back and talk to me 5,6,7 years down the road” Listen, don’t rain on my parade and tell me when I can and cannot feel badly about how old I am. Just be sad with me, commisurate with me, feel sorry for me, feel pit…okay, okay, I’m getting carried away. When I tell you how awful I feel about being 40, just tell me that I have a right to feel that way and that it is okay. The greatest thing someone told me was that things get better from here on out! Now THAT is what I like to hear! Better? How? Do tell? Will my boobs grow? Will my rear end magically appear more firm and supple? Will these bags under my eyes just POOF go away! Oh, wait! I know..my body will turn into this magical wonderland of hot damn!! Right? RIGHT? *sigh* sadly, this will not happen without lots of work on my part!
So, this is the year that I vow to make hot damn happen. I can do this..I mean it is the least I can do for myself. I run and that keeps me fairly fit, but it does not give me the hot damn that I am looking for and the hot damn that I’m sure my husband would love to see. NOW, don’t get me wrong, my husband loves me the way I am. The problem is, that I don’t love me the way I am.
So, let me just name this next year the year of HOT DAMN.