today i've turned 41...but i don't feel right about it. and it's not about vanity. no, it's something much more pitiful than that.
i simply don't feel as if i've had a '40th'....
the past year has been buried in stress, anxiety, panic and depression not to mention unemployment, redundancy, financial dramas and (thankfully) anti-depressants
so here's what i'm gonna do...
today i'm going to start making plans to CELEBRATE and MARK my entrance into my forties...who's with me!!!!
all manner of cakes and presents welcome