and damn it, nothing is different.
Today I am 40 and I feel great. I have worked my butt off (literally - 3 inches of it) this summer. I have cleaned up some very unhealthy eating habits (more on that in a later post). I have been out of work for three months and have loved every last second of it.
Today I am 40 and in ten days I leave for France. Today I have three children, who are so sweet, they even volunteered to stay home with me today so I wouldn't be lonely on my birthday. Today I have a husband who respects my choices, my ideas and lets me be who I am.
Today I am 40 and I baked myself a kick ass
cake! Today I am 40 and I am the same person who I was when I went to bed last night (with a stomach ache and terrible gas). Today the highlight of my day was delivering a forgotten library book to my Clara Jane as she walked, bookless, to the library.
Today I am 40 and my powder room still needs to be painted or wallpapered. Today I need to clean out my basement and sell a used drier (do you need one?), baby cribs and assorted other oddities. Today I remind myself that all this will still need to be done tomorrow, so I will just keep it on the to-do (someday) list. Today I will enjoy
dinner with Dave and kids and watch them eat noodles with chopsticks ... so fun.
Yesterday I was 39, today I am 40 and tomorrow I will still be me, with three kids, a bad leg, all the same crazy insecurities and issues I have always had and an insatiable desire to be a better me than I was the day before.
Cheers!
(photo courtesy of my bike computer after a 40 mile bike ride this morning)
