Life Begins at 40
I am SO not a believer in cliches. Not ever. But over the past couple of weeks I have been thrown a few opportunities and curve balls that have made me think that, yeah, maybe life does begin at 40.
I know who I am. I know what I want. I think I know how to get it. Some of it has landed in my lap. But I'm at a stage in my life where I have the drive and the support to really go for it and attain great results. I have a number of visions but I'm not at the wide end of the funnel any more. I'm heading for the narrow end and managing to filter some of the crap out too. It's a huge relief.
I don't really talk about my "real life work" on here much but a change in my job role has helped me focus in a different way. And it's totally positive. I wanted all this to happen years and years ago but I'm a great believer in things happening for a reason. I now know the reason why it's taken this long for me to get to this point. I needed everything else to happen to me first.
But even with all that 'life experience' and stability, I still get totally blown away by my family and friends.
Firstly, my whole family got together to organise a present for my birthday and completely surprised me. My husband bought me a Pandora bracelet (that I've been hankering after for years and have owned copies of... but OHMYGOD YOU CAN SO TELL THE DIFFERENCE), Rachel and the girls bought me two charms, Michael took me to town to buy another (glass) charm and my mother-in-law bought me a couple of charms too. I was definitely caught off guard by it because when I saw one of our neighbours in town on Monday (our sons are bezzies), she said to me,
I had to laugh the other day. Your Michael came over after Kev had given you your birthday present and said, "It must have been a good present. I've not seen my mum kiss my dad for years!"
More PDA's needed in front of the kids, maybe? Oh, and Jake bought me Thornton's chocolates. He's been after buying someone Thornton's chocolates for ages and I'm not sure why. Much appreciated though. *hides scales*
I've also taken stock of my friendship base. Now that I'm spending more time on t'internet (inevitable) the friendship balance is much heavier on the 'virtual' side than it is on the 'real' side. And yes, I do know that they exist and they're not all axe murderers because I've met some of them. Most of them are nice, a few of them I would trust with my life, but some of them are very special and unique. And, in my usual narcissistic way, I need to share something with you. Paula sent this to me, via twitter, on my birthday. She's a frigging genius in many ways. She makes me howl on Twitter and on her blog - although she only seems to remember to post something when I give her a boot up the arse. Maybe I'm her muse?
The epic day, that happens only
Once a year is here
When we all raise of glass of wine
Or vodka or some beer
For Nickie's one year older now
And getting older still
Our gracious lady's reached the point
She's now over the hill
It's been quite a successful year
For her it is no doubt
Gaining follows, pins and likes
And ever increasing Klout
Her blog has gone from strength to strength
A viewership amassed
Most influential with each post
As always, is Typecast
She still can make a Friday night
(With nibbles and some fizz)
A more enjoyable evening
With her famous #FridayTwiz
And as always, we love her most
When she's a rant on Twitter
She's still our Queen, (not just because
The crown will only fit her!)
And so this year, when life begins
It's more successfully
New challenges will reap reward
And well deservedly
Happy birthday - wishing you
Recognition and acclaim
But simply put, without you
Twitter wouldn't be the same