So I just turned 40 last Friday. WOW. 40. Me. Hard to believe. I decided to throw myself a party, well,a bonfire, to be exact. I invited 20 of my closest friends and family, neighbors, told them to BYOB, lawnchair, a side, and come on down. Most of the city folk can't believe how FAR it is, and they wonder how I do the commute every day. All I can say is that yes, it's far, but yes, it's worth it.
I know times have changed radically and that it's not that shocking to be my age and single, never been married, no kids, etc. But some of the people I work with think it's 'scary' living so far away, in the middle of nowhere, with no husband. They wonder how I manage with so many dogs. That's nothing new. To me, I"m just the tomboy who never really grew up, who is finally living out my dream for real. I have a little bit of land out in the country, my doggies, chickens, and hopefully, a horse or two again.
Like I said, me living the life I was meant to live is nothing new or earth shattering to me or my family. But the other day, my dear friend and neighbor came over with her 19yr old daughter. I was showing them the shed they had given me this spring, now converted into my 'new' chicken coop, complete with the babies I hatched out. Her daughter I guess thought my place was pretty cool/rustic and wants to find something like it for herself. She also told me that her daughter also thought it was very cool that I was doing this on my own. That was what got me. I never thought of myself as a role model. HOLY COW. Me? It was a weird feeling. Most of the time I still feel about 16. I guess this is when the whole midlife crisis thing is supposed to happen? Will I ever find my soulmate, etc, etc. Well, I guess I just don't have time for that right now. I really want to start fencing the front pasture this weekend, maybe work on expanding the main chicken run, clean the house, feed the dogs, maybe go on a date(what's that??).
I guess my whole point, is that, ladies, it's OK to be our age and be single. Yea, men can be really, really nice to have in our lives. I still haven't ruled out the idea that there's someone out there for me. But I've got too much to do to sit around worrying about it. Believe me, I am pretty average. And if little old wimpy me can do it, so can you.
I know times have changed radically and that it's not that shocking to be my age and single, never been married, no kids, etc. But some of the people I work with think it's 'scary' living so far away, in the middle of nowhere, with no husband. They wonder how I manage with so many dogs. That's nothing new. To me, I"m just the tomboy who never really grew up, who is finally living out my dream for real. I have a little bit of land out in the country, my doggies, chickens, and hopefully, a horse or two again.
Like I said, me living the life I was meant to live is nothing new or earth shattering to me or my family. But the other day, my dear friend and neighbor came over with her 19yr old daughter. I was showing them the shed they had given me this spring, now converted into my 'new' chicken coop, complete with the babies I hatched out. Her daughter I guess thought my place was pretty cool/rustic and wants to find something like it for herself. She also told me that her daughter also thought it was very cool that I was doing this on my own. That was what got me. I never thought of myself as a role model. HOLY COW. Me? It was a weird feeling. Most of the time I still feel about 16. I guess this is when the whole midlife crisis thing is supposed to happen? Will I ever find my soulmate, etc, etc. Well, I guess I just don't have time for that right now. I really want to start fencing the front pasture this weekend, maybe work on expanding the main chicken run, clean the house, feed the dogs, maybe go on a date(what's that??).
I guess my whole point, is that, ladies, it's OK to be our age and be single. Yea, men can be really, really nice to have in our lives. I still haven't ruled out the idea that there's someone out there for me. But I've got too much to do to sit around worrying about it. Believe me, I am pretty average. And if little old wimpy me can do it, so can you.
