Life begins at 40!

Tomorrow I turn 40.

Am I hiding from it? Am I feeling down?

No, I’m embracing it. I’m celebrating it. I’m excited. Because, why wouldn’t I? 40 is cool. I am rocking 40. I am kicking 40’s ass. Life begins at 40. 40 is the new 30.

I’ve been looking forward to turning 40 for about six months now. Because if you’re 39, which is ‘late 30s’, you might just as well be 40. It’s the start of a new decade. It’s a cause for celebration.

I like to think I don’t look 40. I don’t dress 40 and I don’t act 40 (not all of the time anyway). In my head, I’m still 19. Or maybe 23. I’ m quietly rebellious. I wear clothes most 40 year olds don’t wear. I swear like a trouper and I go to a street dance class. I’m not ‘too old’ for this stuff.

You’re as young as you feel and I don’t feel old 40. I feel young, cool 40.

So happy birthday to me!

Here’s to the next 40 years. 80 is the new 60, you know!

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  1. Thank you very much, everyone! I had a fab birthday. So nice to hear from Dragonfly and Mummy Glitzer that I don’t look 40! πŸ™‚
    You make a good point, Natasha. I hadn’t thought of that! x

  2. I hit the big naughty forty in November & I certainly intend to grow old disgracefully! Life begins at 40 my Mum always used to say! Thanx for stopping by my blog! Always lovely to come across new blogs & I love link ups for that reason! πŸ™‚ Ax

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