I am turning 40 in less than 3 months. I keep thinking that it doesn't bother me that I am turning 40, but I guess there are some aspects that are troubling me. I don't feel like 40 is "old" although I also know that I only feel that way because it is looming out there in the very near future. When I was 25, 40 was old. Heck, when I was 35, 40 seemed old. Now, at 39, 40 doesn't seem as old.
Anyway, old or not, that isn't really what is bothering me. I think it is just the aging process coupled with my self-imposed concepts of age appropriate behavior. I have to admit that my bikini days are probably behind me. Every year around March I have planned on having a banging milf bod and every year around September I think "well, that sure didn't happen this year". As my age creeps up the things that I have less control over are taking over. Being a super white Irish girl my skin has been damaged since day 1. I am starting to really notice the thinness of my skin, new wrinkles etc. Who wants to see that in a bikini?! I don't need to compete with Courtney Love for the saggy skin award.
So, I'm turning 40 and my biggest complaint is that I will no longer wear a bikini. Yep, I guess turning 40 maybe isn't that big of a deal.
Well...maybe it is...
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