Monday, January 30, 2012
A New Age Group
Well, tomorrow's the day.
I turn the big 4-0.
I've been fine with the idea of it, it's just a number, and 40 is the new 20, right? I got ID'd at the liquor store the other day, the sales guy said he would never have thought I was that age, so that gave me a bit of a boost. But then on Saturday night, it started to sink in. I realized it was the last weekend of my thirties, and I was sitting there in my pj's, with a glass of wine, playing catch up with the DVR. Shouldn't I have been dancing on a table, or running around with a lampshade on my head? Or something?? I told Mike I didn't want a party, and I still don't, our trip to Disney was the best present I could ask for. Part of me wants to commemorate the day, but the other part of me wants to climb into my bed and wait for Wednesday.
My mother in law just left after staying with us for a couple of weeks, and my Mom is arriving this afternoon for a week. After she leaves, my Dad, and younger sister arrive for the weekend. Tomorrow I'm heading to Mirbeau for a spa day, then I think we're going out to eat somewhere for dinner. I have a stack of birthday cards to open, as well as a big package from five of my BFF's. In a little while I'm going to head out into the snow, for one last run as a 39 year old.
I have much to celebrate and be thankful for, and I'm looking forward to whatever comes next.
Hopefully it's a chocolate birthday cake.
Posted by Molly at 10:19 AM