Because I'm 42...

Because I'm 42, when I read this article yesterday titled 13 F*cks You Stop Giving When You're a Grown Woman it really resonated with me. Especially numbers 1 and 8. We spend our 20's figuring out who we are and trying to fit in and caring a LOT about what other people think. In our 30's we care a little less, but we're still likely trying to keep up with the Jones's and navigating this ocean of life, figuring out what's important.  But in our 40's, we just don't give a F*ck about a lot of things anymore. And this is a good thing.  A VERY good thing.  {Pardon my language, mom, mother-in-law, and anyone else who might be offended!}

Because I'm 42, I belong to this really cool Facebook group for women of a certain age where we can talk about and share anything and everything - as long as it's not about mommy or kid stuff. It's empowering and uplifting and sometimes just what you need to know you're not the only one going through [insert weird body thing or emotional thing or life thing here].

Because I'm 42 I feel great about where I am in my "career" - that I work part time, from home, during school hours and when it works for ME. Not when it works for a huge corporation. I'm thankful every day for the opportunities that have been given to me by some amazing friends and colleagues.

Because I'm 42, I dyed my hair pink. Yes, you read that right. I've wanted to try it for a while and now that {see all points above}, I went for it. When I recently told a sister of mine (who shall not be named... although I only have one - hahaha) that I was considering this, her response was, "You're 42, you're too old to do that". Pshaw, Bea!, I say (she'll get that reference for sure). Au contraire! Because I'm 42, NOW IS THE TIME to live on the edge, to try new things, to GO FOR IT!  So I did, and I love it!

#PinkHairDontCare