So this is 40?

So, I turned 40 today. It's a little surreal. I'm not sure I thought this day would ever really come. And you know what? Now that it's here, I don't think it makes much difference. I've been waiting all day for something to snap, pop or to somehow feel different. But nothing really does. Today felt pretty much like any other day.

I'm still the same girl who's idea of ’sensible shoes’ are 4 inch wedge sandals. I still don't balance my check book (or even have one for that matter) and I still love a good reality TV show.

My circle of friends has become smaller, but tighter. I still love a great bottle of bubbly. And I'm still not 100% comfortable in my own skin.

Supposedly, life really begins at 40, so this ought to be interesting. I keep hearing the fantastic stories about 40 being liberating, rejuvenating and exhilarating. I hope my body is up for it.

Except for that mammogram in my very near future, I'm pretty excited for what lies ahead of me. I might even party like a rock star this weekend (you know - stay up until 10) - Whoo hoo!!


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