Accelerated Decrepitude
So I’m 40 today. I don’t want to make a big deal of it, but I’m sure Suzanne has something planned. Pretty sure we’re going to the local pub tonight for a pizza dinner, which is about as elaborate a party as I want. I’ve already got some well wishes from facebook and, as always, the guys at potf2.com.
It’s just another day, but I suppose it’s a milestone of sorts. I’m officially old now. But at least Ashton reassures me that I’m not really old. I guess to a seven year old child you’re only old when you are hunched over with wrinkles and coke bottle glasses.
40 turns up a lot in scripture and is commonly found as a measurement as some substantial amount of time for endurance or preparation: it rained for 40 days and nights during the flood. Moses spent 40 years shepherding his people in the wilderness, and also spent 40 days up Mt Sinai (twice!). King David ruled for 40 years, as did Solomon. Elijah fasted for 40 days in the wilderness, as did the Saviour.
So with 40 being a theme of time and preparation I can say I’m fairly excited about whatever is to come in the rest of my life. I guess. I dunno. It will all sink in when I need to choose “40 or over” instead of “39 and under” in online surveys. Also I need to plan to get my motorcycle license, and have an affair with my hot, blonde 19 year old secretary.
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