6 months from today I will celebrate the 10th anniversary of my 30th Birthday.
How did I get this old?
Truth be told , I still feel like a spry young lassie. Well except for those days when my arthritis kicks in. I swear, as I have gotten older I have turned into a barometer. I no longer need to check the weather channel before leaving the house; I just ask my knees what the weather will be like. They can tell you when that low-pressure system is coming well in advance of needing an umbrella.
I don’t feel like I’m going to be 40. Or do I? What should almost being 40 feel like?
It seems like just yesterday I turned 21 and was walking across the quad back to my sorority house after my first night of adult libations. Okay lets be honest here, it was really just a celebration of me not needing a fake ID any longer. First night of adult libations is an utter lie.
I know when I turned 21 I felt a great sense of relief but I also felt freedom. Turning 21 provided me entry into an adult world. I could now do things and go places I could not do or go to before, LEGALLY. And, what a relief it was to no longer fear bar raids and getting arrested with a fake ID. Huge monkey off my back, I tell ya. (see mom, it all worked out okay. I totally dodged the bullet on that one.)
When I turned 30 I felt like I turned into an adult. I had a well paying job that I enjoyed. I had papers signed to buy a condo. I had a car and a car payment. I was LIVING life as a responsible Adult.
So what is it that comes with 40? Are my 40’s just a decade that transcends me to my 50’s and menopause? Will I start looking like THAT OLD PERSON at music festivals? Will I be shunned at the GAP?
What will come when I turn 40?