posted on Jul, 19 2012 @ 05:06 PM
I remember when I turned 40... just another day. Had remarried at 38, life was good.... still is.
The biggest thing I found with 40 was that no one was going to beat me for not doing the dishes... or if I left laundry in the washer overnight and
dried them in the morning.... stuff like that. It was actually quit liberating.
I could finally be me... good, the bad, the big ol' sort a fat me... and the world did not stop.
I did have a midlife crisis about 3 years or so ago... it lasted about a day and a half... suddenly realized that if I lived a normal, somewhat happy
life... I would probably die by 80... that meant at best, only 35 more trips to the beach... 35 more falls and chances to enjoy mountain grown apples
from Appalachia, 35 more Christmas Eves and trees and brunswick stews and homemade fruit cakes...
then I realized I could die tommorrow and suddenly everything was in perspective and I felt better. Now, I go to beach many times a year, eat fruit
cake anytime...thank God for freezers... and planted some apple trees... they are loaded this year...
Never had the desire for a young hot blonde... I married a hot older blonde... 3 years older in fact
When I want to ride in a convertable... My wife drives the pickup while I sit in back on the tire well...
And when I want to ride a motorcycle and feel the engine grind between my legs and the air in my hair... I cut the grass on the riding mower... But i
did paint flames on the side of the mower... funny as hell to see.
So... Happy Birthday... the better half of life has just begun.