I was born this night, 39 years ago. Funny, but I certainly don't feel 39--well, maybe in some sub-conscious way, I do feel it. Creeky bones, a skunk streak in my hair, missing teeth--okay, ignore that last one.
30 years ago, I was in third grade. 20 years ago, I was in my second quarter of college and 10 years ago, I rear-ended this old hag & her husband. I live an exceedingly boring life, by the looks of it.
See, I don't regard this as the beginning of the end. For pete's sake, I have a sister that will be 52 next year and my brother will also be hitting the big 50 as well next year. 40 has been conquered by all but me. Again, I do not fear it, anymore than I feared turning 30.
At the beginning of the month, I decided I wanted to take this year in a whole new direction. I don't wish to wait for the January 1 mumbo-jumbo. That is done to death. But starting on my Birthday gives doing something a bit more incentive. I don't want to go in to 40 like I am now. I have 365..(366?) days to make some changes for the better.
I have lived in a 'status quo' for way too long. Not that I'm doing some 360, but I think about doing something different with my life that broadens my horizons a bit. Take on some projects, learn some skills, emerge from my people-disliking shell.
Ah...didn't know that, did you?
But this is what I mean. I totally want to work on myself. I have for the past long while, taken care of everyone else. I've learned if I don't start doing something for me once in a while, we're going to have a problem, akin to Jekyl & Hyde.
So, I will end it here. I'll be posting more about this in the next few days. :D
Mindy, the knocker
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