OMG! I’m 40! How on earth did that happen? I remember being 19 and my mate was 25 and I thought she was ancient! I’m not panicking about being 40, I enjoy birthdays and stretch them out as long as I can, as I love the attention. However, it’s heading towards 50 that freaks me out.
I’m happily married, even though I moan about him a lot, I have a gorgeous daughter, I’ve done loads of travelling, have great friends, supportive and slightly bonkers family and run a successful business so I really don’t have any reason to go into melt down and I’m more thankful than anything.
In fact, I’m really looking forward to my 40s. Apparently life starts at 40 and I’ve been promised that these are going to be some of the best years of my life. You guys better not be lying! I have no intention of setting any wild bucket lists or lists of things to do before I’m 50. I’m just going to sit back, have a glass of wine, enjoy being in this élite club and carry on laughing as much as I do!
Bring it on!