I Had A Plan…

As this blog is named 49andcounting, I imagine you get the gist. Fifty is just around the corner. At the beginning of this year, I had a plan.

For the first 6 months of the year, I planned to be 49. At exactly 6 months (an undisclosed day in August) I would begin to be “almost 50”. I had deduced that in this way I would be preparing myself gently for the big 50. Six months of saying “I’m almost 50”, “Well, I’m almost 50” would surely have me ready for the big day. (Of course, everyone would answer with “surely not!”, “you don’t look fifty!”)  This is gonna be a breeze.

Well….sometime during the seventh month I started this blog, with the cutest little name…49andcounting. And now I kind of like it. In fact, I haven’t used the “almost 50” phrase at all! Ahhhh, what am I doing to my mental health? What will I do come February? What has become of my mental preparation?

I have a new plan. From this point forth I will always be 49andcounting….even come that fateful day in February, I plan to continue being 49andcounting. Lord, I learned to count in Kindergarten…I could count infinetely….counting to what? counting to where?  Some people are “30ish”, some are “40 something”, some are “39 and holding”.  I am officially and will henceforth always be 49andcounting

Sometime in the past 10 years, I had this slight problem.  I kid you not, at times I couldn’t remember how old I was.  You know, off by one year.  I’d have to do the math to be for sure.  I believe that has to do with this aging thing…the memory, the memory.  Problem solved!  Yippee!

All of this makes perfect sense to me.  New plan, problems solved.  Except, well maybe just one small flaw…those that know me well will tell you…I tend to change plans frequently!


About 49andcounting

Hi! I'm a mom, wife, grammy, sister, friend at that ALMOST 50 age!! (Okay, since I started this a few years ago...well, add a bit to 49andcounting!) How the heck did I get here so fast?!? I love, love, love- my girls, antiques, rural America, history, Jesus, junkin,the lake and my Big Boy...not particularly in that order. It's about time I change this profile a bit. After a year or living in our 5th wheel in beautiful Pennsylvania, My Big Boy and I are back to the Kansas Prairies. And there's just nothing like "Home Sweet Home". Hitting the Big 50 has its own unique, well...let's say...blessings :) So come along, laugh with me...cry with me...praise God with me...and let's do this 49andcounting thing, together!
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3 Responses to I Had A Plan…

  1. *Chuckle* I really am not worried about 50. I guess my thoughts on it are: It means I have lived half a century, doesn’t that deserve some sort of recognition? “With age comes wisdom” …hopefully…! And I get to know my grandkids a little better with each passing year. I thought watching my kids grow was amazing. Whatching my kids watch their kids grow is even MORE amazing. My eight year old grandson is an entrepreneur, just like his daddy. My six year old grandson is not afraid of anything, like my Dad. He is also soft hearted like my Dad, The 3 year old loves art and has a temper like her Daddy 🙂 Tenny, the baby is the spitting image of my Dad. When I look at her, my heart literally melts. Then I also have Susie and Courtney’s kids whom I just think are wonderful kids as well. They are beautiful and loving just like their Mommies. I am secure in my marriage and my place in life. I guess 50 really isn’t looking too bad. How did I get so lucky?

  2. kel says:

    Crack me up, Miss 180! My prediction is that you will embrace 60, revel in being 70, do the happy dance at 80 (although probably at a much slower rate), 90 will have you a-room-zoom-zooming around like M. Platt on his scooter, and the list goes on!

  3. Candy says:

    I think 49andcounting sounds like a great age! Why is it when we hit a certain age we have to stop and think how old we are? I think for a couple of years I told people I was older than I really was until I stopped and did the math. Wouldn’t you think I would have told them I was younger??
    Keep writing this I just love to read your blog.

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