One of my BFFs turned 40 the other day; I called her first thing in the morning so I can scream "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ARE 40!" on the phone. "THE BIG 4-O!" We had a good laugh, because at one time 35 and 40 seemed so decrepit, and now here she and I are.
Most of the time I don't notice the gray hairs starting to peek through, or that the wrinkles are starting to come in around my eyes, or that now, it takes for.ever. to shed those couple of pounds.
But I definitely notice that I need more sleep. So when I am burning the midnight oil and alternately nursing Baby J, I am left pretty darn tired.
And then I really, really feel like a 35 year old with 4 young children.
At least I have finished.
...cutting and putting together the Valentine craft for R's class...
...and finally finishing a knit monster for my godson...
Abigail the Middle-Sized Monster
sz 3 needles, using magic loop method
worsted weight yarn
What's funny, is that now that it's time to turn in, I've achieved my fourth wind, now feeling like a young 35, especially after watching my favorite Thursday night show. What to do?
