I’ve been doing a lot of heavy thinking lately.

Consider yourself warned.

You see, my birthday next week (December 17th) is the prelude to a milestone. I am turning 39, which obviously means that next December I graduate into the 40 year old club.

I’m not exactly sure how I feel about that.  Mostly, I don’t care. I’m gonna be honest with you. It is just a number, after all. But, admittedly, there is that small part of my psyche that is kind of unnerved. I can’t explain it. I’m 70% accepting and 30% anxious. A close friend of mine is also turning the big 4-0 next year and has come up with a year long “F u 40” plan which she kicked off last month. I love that! Just makes me smile. She is a warrior, that one.

In any event, I’m considering making some changes. Shedding my inhibitions. Refocusing my goals. Going balls to the wall, if you get my drift. Really kicking off 40 with a BANG.

Any ideas on activities for my own “F U 40” year? Things I MUST do? MUST try? MUST not miss?

I’m open…