Today is my Birthday…yippee! (that is a sarcastic yippee!)
When I was a little girl I loved birthdays…the parties, cakes and all the presents you got.
When I was in my 20’s I loved birthdays…staying up all night partying with my friends till the sun rose….dancing the night away!
When I was in my 30’s I loved birthdays…staying up only half the night, since we all had real jobs and couldn’t party like we use to…enjoying the company of good friends.
When I was in my 40’s birthdays started to take a turn for the worse…no more staying up till the sun rose! No partying all night long (not unless I took a long nap in the afternoon) and I needed 3 days to recover.
All my friends told me “Life begins at 40!” …well they lied! Life begins to fall apart at 40!
In my 40’s my eyes started to go…I needed glasses. My teeth started to go …I needed crowns, bridges & root canals. My health started to go…I got Lyme disease, my back went out and I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia.
Yup “Life really begins at 40! “ Who every said that shit was lying since they knew what was coming!
Maybe now you can understand why I am not enjoying having this birthday…I am 49! ( I can’t believe I actually wrote it!)
I remember my 20’s ( most of it), I really enjoyed my 30’s, survived my 40’s but 49 is scary…next year I will be 50!! I remember when 50 was old! 50 sits home knitting socks…I don’t knit! What am I going to do in my 50’s. I am scared of 50!
What do I have to look forward to in my 50’s ?? Gray hair, wrinkles, menopause, chin hairs, warts…come on tell me what other lovely surprises are in store for me??
Actually I don’t really want to know. I am having a panic attack as it is.
Somebody, please, pretty please…tell me 50’s are wonderful! They have to be better then my 40’s…they sucked!
Does life really begin at 50 or is it another lie?
Now I know why I don’t want to celebrate this birthday…I am afraid of what is coming next…50!
Do I have a big party for 50??…do I go on an exotic trip for 50?? Or do I do something crazy like jump out of a plane at 50??
Look at all the pressure 49 brings since I know 50 is just a year away!
I think I am going to start counting backwards…next year I will be 48! I am going to keep doing this till I am in my 30’s when life was good and my body was “hot”.
Till then I am going to bury my panic attack in a piece of cake ( or two)….your welcome to join me!
P.S: I think I better take knitting lessons just in case!
P.S.S. All those who are over 50 and enjoy life…I am happy for you…this is my own little panic attack! I am 49 and allowed to have it!
Those under 50….I am sorry I let the secret out and now you know what you REALLY have to look forward to! HAHA!