Tomorrow is my 47th birthday. I remember being in my teens and twenties and thinking man 40 is old. Its amazing how our perspective changes as we get older. I was talking to my husband, because amazingly we see each other lately, about how I don't think or act much different than I did back then. The only difference is the way my body feels. For my birthday present to myself I finally made a chiropractor appt. for myself. I usually go once a month, I haven't been since I think May. I am suffering.
Its also the first birthday that Ian won't be here. Its getting a little better but it still is crazy how I miss him so much. Well no it isn't but you would think after 2 weeks it would back off some. My friend Barb said yea the feelings never go away you just have to push through them. I'm trying.
I have football tomorrow morning as the start of my day and then my husband said he is taking me to Friendlys. FRIENDLYs you are taking ME to Friendlys I said. Its a joke around here he has taken each of our children out to eat at Friendlys at some point in time but never me. I feel special.
The first week of school is over and everybody survived for the most part. Next week I have to buckle down and work hard to look for a job. I have the two tests one on the 17th and one on the 20th to get on lists for civil service jobs so hopefully something will come from that. And of course I am hoping that the subbing works out so I don't have to worry about.
Off to things to do, places to go, things to do.
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1 comment:
47, my dear friend, is NOT middle aged.
it's old.
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