I'm 43ish. Technically, my birth year gives me 43 years of age. But I can't tell you how many times have I looked around and questioned it. So I wonder, am I getting older and having more fun doing it?
Have you seen those comparison pictures going around the internet lately of a person who is 40 in 1980 vs a person who is 40 today? Google it. It is shocking.
I feel 43ish because some days I still feel like I need my dad to help me with simple math and other days (lately every day), I groan when I stand up after sitting for too long.
I want to hear the gossip of my nieces and nephew, and I find myself shocked at the behavior of their classmates.
I'm 43ish that I want to yell at the mean kids, but also cautious to say I only would, if I were there age. Sometimes I want to yell at the mean adults who are my age, or older, but I am 43ish, so I don't.
I go to bed at 8:30 most nights, but I'll throw a tantrum if I'm woken up before my 3:55am alarm.
I love to eat healthy, nutritional meals daily, but have no willpower around french fries, biscuits or Reese's cups. Like none, at all, I just won't say no. See, I'm 43ish.
I get my annual check ups and physicals and twice annual dental checks, and I still look for some kind of parting gift like a lollipop when I was a kid, when I leave the office. Peppermint? Sure! Travel size face wash? Don't mind if I do! Sample pack of supplements? Why the hell not?!
I work hard every single day and on a day where I want to do nothing, I won't budge from the couch. 43ish. I can run, not fast, but I can run a 5k, 10k, even a half marathon, I can lift things and carry things and help at the end and I can still sit on the grass with my shoes off and enjoy a beer after all that work...only 5 minutes after telling my underage nieces to go drink more water and eat a banana after doing the same exercise. I can adult and play.
In case you needed a reminder, the best part of being 43ish, or whatever Ageish you are, is getting to do whatever the hell I want, when I want, because I can. I can teach a lesson and I can learn one too. I can choose to work hard or lay on the couch. I can choose to cook a nutritious meal or open a box of mac n' cheese. I can throw a fit about a mean colleague to my partner and still welcome them to the meeting the following day. I'm 43ish...I can feel like a child in some cases, because I am someone's child still, and I can go to the liquor store and purchase a bottle of Peanut Butter Bourbon because I am legally allowed to do so, but always, a little bit insulted when the clerk calls me ma'am and does not ask for my ID.
43ish...may I always remain blissfully unaware how much my age truly shows on my face because my mind and my body keep me guessing, on the daily.