
Exactly thirty-nine years ago today I was born. For those of you who love precision, the big event occurred at 2:19 p.m. I’m not bothered by my age, I feel 25 and I’m the happiest me I’ve ever been. I don’t claim to have all the answers, it’s the wise man who knows that he knows nothing, but I have a much better sense of who I am, what I want, and what I’m worth than I ever have. I am centered and focused and happy.
Add to that an incredibly wet spring and you've got a huge, gross mess that clogs the drain and causes water to run under the door and into the basement. I noticed it Saturday and figured it was from the mondo storm we had Friday night and that it would soon dry up. Unfortunately, the floor was still wet when I got home from my parents’ Sunday night and it was too late to clean it out. I had to do it last night after work.
There was about an inch of fertile, yet useless, compost under there. "Useless" because there’s also about an inch of paint chips from when I prepped the deck for painting last fall and I am certain the chips are lead paint. And as my mother once said to a six year old girl to whom she had just gifted a lead glass piece, “Lead will make you stupid.”
So today, my friends, I actually am both older and wiser. Unless the lead paint chips got to me.
Now, if you can't fight the urge to make fun of my advancing age, feel free use some of these, or make up your own.
About Me, 31-40: The 39th Birthday Edition
31. The floor lamp in my bedroom is on a clapper.
32. I like to take baths with lavender epsom salts.
33. My favorite flower is the peony.
34. I always wear my seatbelt.
35. I am a chronic listmaker.
36. I have 14 rosebushes in my garden.
37. I keep sunblock and a sweater in my convertible, just in case.
38. There are three different hand lotions in my purse and one hand sanitizer.
39. This is how many years I am old!!!
40. For about two years now I've been telling people I am 40 because I just want it over and done.
