I am 37 minutes into my 40th year, and so far so good. Pretty quiet, actually.
Ive been formulating a post in my head about how I feel about this birthday, and life in general now that I've reached this milestone. I haven't really had time to type it up yet, so you'll have to wait a bit more for it.
Funny, when I got on the subway to go home today, a guy sitting down caught my eye and asked me if I wanted his seat. I politely declined. Another woman, fairly attractive and about my age got on next and stood right in front of him but he didn't ask her. I was feeling quite smug and maybe a tad bit superior right then. Which got me thinking about life at 40, what the next several years are going to be like and what my attitude is going to be. I was thinking that this might be my greatest decade yet. But then it hit me. He probably thought I was pregnant.
If you need me, I'll be at the beach all day .....