HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!
On the occasion of my 39th birthday, I have decided to devote a few minutes per day (every single day!) of this coming year to becoming “fit for forty”- AND, I have decided to blog about it.
What does “fit for forty” mean? Well, um… I don’t know yet! You’ll have to check back with me in 365 days.
It could mean setting goals, improving my perspective, becoming a better parent, getting a new career, starting a business, losing weight, fixing my teeth, becoming more positive, healing my marriage, getting a divorce, not caring, caring more, caring less, re-training, re-grouping, re-energising, doing yoga, swimming, trying a new sport, buying new clothes, fitting into my old clothes, learning to knit, getting some healing, psychotherapy, physiotherapy, occupational therapy…massage therapy.
Who knows what the coming year will bring? All I know, is that I want to be a GREAT 40 year old.
For TODAY, “fit for forty” means spiritually and emotionally fit, so let me take a few minutes to inwardly (and- ahem-publicly) count my blessings: I thank my husband for making me breakfast in bed today, my daughter and son for being beautiful, and my brother Peter and his friend Lily for being such good company when they joined our crazy little family tonight. I would like to thank my family in Ireland for looking after my parents so well, and my husband’s mother in England for always sending a card – for every occasion. I would like to thank all my facebook friends for sending little birthday messages. I LOVE facebook today! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!
I also need to APOLOGISE for all the bad Karma I spread today: I complained bitterly to a neighbour about some garbage that was fly-tipped on my lawn, I politely told two dog owners to put their mutts back on a leash at the playground and I accidentally told a new Mum that her car seat was getting too small for her infant (I didn’t mean to, but it just came out like “oooh, he’s such a big boy… he’ll be needing a new seat soon!”). How irritating was I? Plus, I complained about what I thought was a tasteless and offensive photo on the front page of our local paper… to a neighbour who happens to work for the paper (as if she actually had anything to do with it!). sorry world… I’m an idiot. Tomorrow, I promise to ignore the negative shit, instead of stirring it up.
So- that’s it.
1. Count my blessings
2. Focus on the positive, re-frame the negative
And that, my friends, was my first “FIT FOR FORTY” post.
Wish me Luck!