Yesterday was my birthday. 39. I spent the majority of the day packing things up in our basement/garage (not even close to being done, I hate moving). 39. We went to dinner with my mom, brother, his girlfriend, and Jason & his wife. 39. I know that last year I joked about feeling older. 39. But this birthday hit me hard. 39. I feel older. 39. I feel unaccomplished. 39. I feel like I have wasted my life. 39. I know, I have a beautiful family. 39. I know that I am not old and I have a long life ahead of me. 39. I realize this is all just some mid-life crisis. 39. But it is all I think about…
39!!!
I am not going to lie, getting older sucks. Everyone goes through this, but it does not make it any easier. I have a feeling next year will be rough on me.
Happy Birthday! The one positive about turning 40 next year is that you can go around saying, “I’m a man. I’m 40!”
I should probably get video ready for next year’s post