I had an amazing weekend. On Friday, that cry was exactly what I needed. That and chatting until wee hours of the morning with a couple of men. That and two wonderful days in the sun with my kids. That and an amazing date with A on Saturday. “Wow!” is all that needs to be said about that.
Today, I turned 40. I’ve spent the last year completing a list of 40 new things before 40. From embracing polyamory, to having sex with someone new, to buying lingerie, to getting a Brazilian wax, to throwing axes, to shooting guns, to getting in collision where we hit a moose, to making out in the back of a cop car, to taking art classes, to eating at a restaurant that I have wanted to eat at for years, to drinking a whole cup of coffee, to losing 200 lbs of disrespectful dead weight (F), to many other things, I did 40 things.
I completed my list last week. It was a challenge to expose myself to new things for fun, that turned into a small series of changes that accumulated to make me a better, stronger, happier, more confident, and authentic person.
This person I am now opened up OKC a week ago. Today I had a coffee date. And it was nice. We didn’t talk much online before the coffee, and it was really fun to just sit and chat and get to know each other a bit. The conversation flowed well and was easy and simple. There will likely be a second date. I have another first date next week, with a guy I’ve been talking a lot with. I’m quite excited about it.
Life is moving forward in the most incredible ways. Happy birthday to me.