Turning 40 Series Part 2: No longer young. Not yet old

turning 40

So one of the problems I have with turning 40 is that it feels a bit like you’re in no man’s land. The land of limbo… no longer do I want to stay up and drink until the sun rises or pole dance around a concrete pillar in a bar (OK if I’ve had three wines I still might). I add a caveat here that I do not speak for everyone when I speak about turning 40. I know some fabulous rock star women who are still partying hard well into their 40s ,  50s and 60s…. I am more than willing to party hard as long as I can have some chips and be in bed by 12.  Neither though do I want to wear beige or go on Saga holidays (although we did go to Madeira last year, and I’m worried that might still count…) Heading towards being ‘in your 40s’ feels a bit like being in between lives. You’re no longer an angst ridden 20 something desperate to meet ‘the one’. You’re starting to get a bit of heartburn but you don’t have to down the angina pills on a Saturday night for fun. So just what is being in your 40s all about? Somewhere in between the two? I’ve asked lots of people this question as I look to enter this exclusive club. What is good about being 40? Here’s some of what they said…

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