Planning my Mid-Life Crisis May 3, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , trackbackEeeek. It’s my birthday tomorrow. I’m really not ready to be another year older. 38. Sigh. How come the even numbers sound so much older than the odd numbers?
The hilarious maintenance man at work has told everyone that I’m going to be 42. They all believed him, without even a hint of incredulous are you really? in their eyes. Oh, misery-me.
I have checked with my boss (who has just turned 25) that it will be acceptable for me to wear slippers to work in future. I will investigate getting a cat too. Having to get a cat is particularly irritating, as cats make my eyes itchy. But the rheumy look is ok when you’re getting on I suppose. I shall start listening to cheesey old-fogey music - The Carpenters, perhaps. Oh, she had a lovely voice, I will coo to anyone who’ll listen. I will start tutting a lot and rolling my eyes. And making stereotypical assumptions about people.
Actually, I’m going to spend tomorrow flouncing around Tunbridge Wells, having my hair cut and drinking lunch with girlfriends. Girlfriends who are all in their twenties.
Hmmm. I’ve never been good at maths. Maybe I’ll be 28, not 38. Nobody will notice, will they? Not with my new swooshy hair and talk of pussies.
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38 is the new 28 you know.
Have a lovely birthday (and some wine and chocolate in good measure)!
Thanks Angie! Amazingly, wine and chocs is exactly what my gruesome twosome gave me when I woke up.
Not just any old chocs either… my very favouritest truffles from http://www.montezumas.co.uk/
Mmmmmmm… not that I’ve been nibbling already or anything
Happy birthday Jen! (blogging twin). 38 is nothing mate. I’m going to be 41 this year (sod it) but then I think about NOT being 41 and that’s even more depressing so I shut up.
My children used to regularly (mistakenly) knock 10 years off my age but then it started to look like I might’ve been a teenage mother, which I felt a bit odd about… Anyway, now they know just how OLD I am.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, you young’en
You’re a baby at 38. I’m 44…yikes. It’s getting serious now. However I can still embarass my kids so that’s ok
Have a wonderful day!!
Oh blimey I’m not even going to admit how ancient I am but at 38 you are a mere baby. You are young enough still to have fun but old enough to have aquired some wisdom, so don’t moan about it just enjoy yourself. Champagne goes really well with truffles!!!
Have a great day but watch how you handle that Zimmer frame!!!!!!
Ooh, Sheepish, champagne! Yes!! Champagne and a trashy novel in the bath sounds rather nice at this moment in time… maybe I’ll do that once a week every week of my 39th year? Zimmer frame, grrrrr, bloomin cheek!!
Liz: So long as we can embarrass our offspring, we’re doing ok I reckon…
JJ: Actually, I couldn’t care less about getting older. I wouldn’t go back to being a 20-something for anything, would you?
At least we’re all old enough to REALLY know how to enjoy ourselves, that’s what I say
X
Happy belated Birthday! Age is nothing but a number!
Hope you had a great day.
AW: It may be nothing but a number, but that number’s getting bigger!!
Hippericus: Thank you, yes I did, am just about recovered now.
Hi Jen, hope you had a Happy Birthday!
Some things I know I now do, as I’ve gotten older
1. keep string
2. and rubber bands (for what?! I don’t know!)
3. shout at the telly
4. live with a ‘grumpy old man’
5. hot flushes
6. aches in the morning
7. know for sure I’ll never qualify for a 5 bedroomed council house
… there’s more, if I can remember them!
cheers, kaz :o)
Gawd, Kaz, I think I’m up there with you on all of them… except the ‘grumpy old man’. (I have a grumpy young one but, if I write it in brackets, he’ll never read it, will he?!)
A special drawer in the kitchen which is full of string and bits of ‘useful’ stuff masquerading as total crap is surely the sign that one is growing up…
Hope that you had a great birthday honey.
38 is nothing. Nothing at all. You’re still a bairn.
Hugs,
Cx