So today’s my 40th birthday. I guess I never thought I’d live this long, seriously, but I’m glad I have. Thanks to everyone for helping me live this long.

So what did I do today? I woke at four and knew immediately I couldn’t work out. My physical failure is my own dumbass fault. I was sick this weekend then picked up the gym again Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. By this morning I was useless. I should have taken another day off and I would probably have been fine. So anyway, since I was up this morning early I hit the office by 5:30 or so. I love the drive to the office early in the morning, and I love the way the office feels early in the morning as well. I cranked a new ambient mix in the dark all the way down 43. Then I played Stars of the Lid and left the lights low while I graded assessment plans and answered email. I didn’t teach my 9AM class very well, just ok, but I wrapped up everything else by late morning. On the way home I figured well, what the hell, I’m getting pizza. So I stopped, got pizza, and went home. The dogs played out back most of the day while I read and half-slept on the couch. Oh, and I ate too much pizza. No sweat. Although I hate eating a ton on days I don’t work out. I just feel blah. But I’ll get past that. I’m still a little out of it, but I’ll be fine.

M and the kids gave me tons of little presents after they got home…very cool. Then I made cake. It’s cooling on the stove now.

I don’t mind turning 40. I’m ok. I figure I’ve got, oh, thirty, forty more years left. I’m proud of who I’ve become. I’ve got a lot on which to work. And maybe these milestone birthdays remind us of how little time we have on this planet. I’ll try to keep that in mind when interacting with others and, well, myself. The wind’s blowing through the window of my house in small town Wisconsin. My dogs are out back. My kids are around here somewhere. Twenty years ago I would have never dreamed of today. Life is good. I want to live another forty.