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40 to me sounds like I have to be responsible and grow up. Act mature or something! 40! I can remember my Mum being 40 and she was sooooooo ooooooold! (Sorry Mum).
A few months ago I read a book where a girl was supposed to marry this OLD guy. Her father wanted her to and she was so disgusted. He was so OLD. He was like, 40!!!! I wanted to throw the book across the room! What is wrong with 40???
Oh man did I not look forward to Saturday. Time happens though. When we want it to slow down it comes at us with rocket propulsion and snatches us as it flies past. Saturday morning came and I sat up in bed. Huh. I looked around. Huh. I was amazed. During the night my teeth hadn't fallen out, my hair wasn't dyed that old lady orange or purple, my body wasn't wracked with arthritis, and I didn't need to find my bifocals to see that I'd slept in on the alarm clock.
What do ya know! It IS true what they say. It's just a number and a state of mind! I'm just as immature as ever and oh the possibilities the future holds because I can blame denial and justification on senility beings as I'm so 'old'.