This is the year. My 40th year.
I've got all the way until December to finish out my 30s
then I'll enter the greatest decade of my life, right?
Now, I'm not one to get freaked out about birthdays.
In fact, I actually like my birthday.
30 came and went, 35 no biggie. Now, here comes 40.
There's nothing I can do about it, so might as well go gracefully.
No lying, no hiding, just laying it out there. 40.
Honestly though, there are a couple things
that make me fuss about aging.
I'm getting wrinkly! My hands, my eyes.
Really the only other thing causing me fuss about getting older
is being called ma'am. I know it's a sign of respect and when it comes from teenagers and young kids it works for me. But yesterday at the grocery store an older lady - at least 70 -
said to me,
"Excuse me ma'am."
I literally turned around and looked behind me
to see if she was speaking to someone else.
I was the ma'am. Me!
My wrinkly ma'am grumblings aside,
there are things I am definitely looking
forward to in this next decade.
My children are now each able to clean their own bottoms.
I get giddy thinking of all the minutes I'll get back in the next
decade that were lost to butt cleanings during my 30s!
But then again, I might just reallocate those minutes
towards reminders about flushing what they've just wiped.
Most of all I'm looking forward to kicking off
this new decade with my 40th Bucket List items.
Get a tattoo.
2. Buy an awesome pair of cowgirl boots.
3. Ride a Zipline.
4. Take a trip with my BFF.
I'm happy to say as of yesterday #1 is done!
Check! Onto the next.