I have 15 days left in my thirties, but it’s all good.  I’m starting to like the sound of the word ”forty”.  It sounds tidy and solid.     I haven’t planned how I will celebrate.  I really don’t know.  I definitely do not want a party.  I am too much of an introvert to enjoy that.  Everyone I know has been warned.  Is having the birthday girl burst into tears and run in the other direction a desirable reaction after the guests yell “surprise”?  I think a nice dinner with the hubby will suffice.  Maybe start the day with a great run.  Maybe a Blizzard from Dairy Queen.  I feel like looking on this as New Year’s Day.  What resolutions can I make?  Not for the coming year alone but for my future in general.  One biggie is to get my finances in order.  The other is career related but that is another big can of worms.  One is about becoming more involved socially.  Maybe drop in on the local running club once a week.  Maybe try and train (hamstring willing!) for a race.  There are more. I shall muse on this.

On another note we had a great hike yesterday.  Not super long but a lovely destination and the kids had a blast playing in a lovely cold river.