What Happens At 40?
Ray swore Jack was his mid-life crisis. He was pretty sure he could be totally satisfied as a family of four. Then his crazy wife said the house is too quiet and we need more and the next thing you know we’ve gone from two to four. So 2013 has arrived. This is the year that I turn 40. What should my mid-life crisis be?
I don’t think I had it as hard as Ray. He folded to his wife and her desires spent 18 months filling out forms. Paid untold amounts of cold hard cash and flew to the other side of the world to bring home a three-year old that we had no idea about. I agreed to jump off the ledge and satisfy one of Ray’s long desires to buy a farm…in Kentucky…less than 20 minutes from my mother. They don’t quite compare do they?
I have no idea what this year holds for me. I’ve seriously contemplated lots of things. I do know in less than two weeks we’ll be closing on a large piece of property back home. I’m not quite sure how it is all going to work considering we are on an island far far away from Western Kentucky. My friend Cheryl assures me that it will be ours on Jan. 15 as long as we hand over that cashier’s check.
I want to look at house plans and think about where will be but the fact of the matter is, we don’t have any idea if we’ll ever actually live on it. It’s just there if we need it. Instead I pin things like this.
Then I pin things like this…
and this…
and this…
(from Coastal Living)
and I wonder… should we be looking at Tybee Island instead of Murray, Kentucky? Then I remember we’ll be 5 minutes from a slip at Kentucky Lake. Is Kentucky Lake going satisfy my cravings for salt water? Oh my… Maybe I’ll be like my grandparents and winter in Florida. Then I should downscale the house plan. What if the kids don’t settle in the same area? Then I’ll need room for them to stay when they come home for Christmas. What if they all stay in the area and I decide I need a pond house… that would mean not wintering in Florida. What about that salt water craving? Have I turned into a gypsy? Maybe we’ll just buy one of those huge buses Ray always talks about. How can you drive one of those and tow a boat? Oh look a chicken house!
So you see where my mind has been lately. The easier question is where hasn’t it been.
I just got a text from Ray… want to do the Honolulu marathon? Um.. why? Because right now it’s only $26 to register. Let me think… I’m turning 40 so 26.2 miles sounds like a fabulous goad. Wait, I feel like I’m dieing at mile 8. DYING. Why would I consider that? Because I’m 40 and need prove I’m not old. Could my knees handle it?
And so it begins. This is going to be one humdinger of a year.
Let’s do the marathon!!! WHen is it? I want to!
Where did you buy at? How exciting!
And…..Aaron told us the other day when he turned 16 he would either buy a truck or an RV…..cause he thought they were cool and when he moved out he wouldn’t have to live in an apartment. We said people would think he was so cool, driving to high school in one of those. He said, “Oh, it will be…cause the future is always cool.”……..Just remember that, OUR future will be cool too, no matter where we go or do! lol!