I turned 39 this week. Hard to believe. As most people who know me know I am not a big birthday person. Every year I try not to get grumpy about it but that never seems to work and I think resisting it makes me grumpier. It really has nothing to do with my age. I do not mind getting older, but I do think about where I am in my life and all the things I want to accomplish but haven't yet. It can get overwhelming.
Things that weigh on me:
- CC debt
- That I still rent (only sometimes)
- Yo-yo weight (no pun intended)
- Watching Ramona getting old with me
- My job
- Calling to make appointments that need to be done (Eye, Teeth and Dr. etc)- I have a weird phone thing.
I do not want to be all negative. I was walking home yesterday from the gym and I realized I was pretty lucky I still have a job, that I am healthy enough to go to the gym and have the choice to stay in shape, have good friends to spend time with, and am in a healthy relationship with a smart, funny, lovely lady. Everyone comments on the big 40, not sure how I am going to feel about it next year but I will try to make the most of this year. You never know what the future will bring. I at least know the future is going to bring me a shiny new iPhone that I can geek out on.
Steph, your list is my list (right down to the weird phone thing!), I'm just a few years behind you. You're not alone. And remember, 40 is the new 30. :)
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