Ok, time to face it, I am going to be 40 in 6 months. Not happy about this fact. However, I never really thought of it as old until yesterday. I was invited to join the Young Adult Forum subset of a professional group my father belongs to. I filled out all the paperwork and it was returned to me yesterday. I am to old to join this forum because you have to be between the ages of 23 and 39! That's right folds, I am no longer a "young adult".
The I started thinking about it. I've always been intensely practical. After college at a preppy East Coast location, I returned home to attend law school. Did I attend a fun law school in a cool town? No, I went to law school in Sacramento. A nice place to live but hardly a hot bed of excitement. While there I met my huuby, moved in with him and 2 weeks after the July bar exam, we got married.
Then we moved to the Bay Area where we both had jobs. Did we live in San Francisco and party wildly while we had 2 incomes and no kids? No, we lived in 2 different towns on the mid-penisula becuse we each brought with us to the realtionship a different large dog. The we had 3 kids and endured a long period when Hubby was out of work and then starting his own company and I was only working part time or not at all. Needless to say money was tight.
Which brings us to now. The kids are all school aged (3rd grade, 1st grade and Kintergarden) and thriving. Hubby's business is FINALLY picking up. (don't get me started on that) and I am back working full time so money is slowly becoming less of an issue. But now I'm old. Last night I found myself thinking wistfully about going out, mini skirts and driving something other than my 5 year old mini van, like a red porsche. Ok, that sounds like a midlife crisis to me.
I've just finished re-reading this and I sound whinny. I don't regret any of my choices. I'm not leaving my husband and children but am feel like the end of an era is here, sigh. I'll cheer up, maybe I should go shopping?