Strapped in for 40…part two

Forty came and went. And before she arrived, I wrote out 40 things I’d like to accomplish this year before the next birthday in August.

Here is the post I wrote back in June and where I stand on some of the items. I’ll keep you posted.

Enjoy!

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Wooosah.

In about two months, I turn the big 4-0. How did that happen? I feel like I was just 25 and now I’ve been married for almost 11 years with three kids. And . . . this California girl is living in Atlanta.

So what does 40 mean? Do you cry? Eat? Or have a mid-life crisis? Well, I plan to eat and see whatever else falls into my lap. One of my friends @momsdestiny suggested I complete 40 things to commemorate the year; sure and I’ll send her the bill later.

But it did get me thinking. What would you do if you could complete 40 things of your choice in a year? Here is my long list and maybe –just maybe–I’ll make it through ALL of them. Hopefully my husband is taking notes #teehee

  1. Visit Italy with the hubby
  2. Horseback riding on a beautiful beach
  3. Visit Barbados and never come back (just kidding!)
  4. Take a trip with my kids to Hershey Park
  5. Get a massage on the beach
  6. Go to the opera (found someone I can attend with next Spring!)
  7. Visit the Grand Canyon
  8. Take my mom to New York (I still can’t believe she’s never been)
  9. Test drive a Porsche
  10. Buy a designer purse – Fendi, Birkin, Louis, Gucci- you know one of those
  11. Swim with dolphins
  12. Drive across country
  13. Wine tour in Napa Valley
  14. Take a magic pill to lose weight in two days (the struggle is real)
  15. Ride on a motorcycle with my husband- sun shades and Daisy Dukes #yep
  16. Actually play on a golf course
  17. Take an Alaskan cruise
  18. Decorate my little girl’s room – for real this time (took the first steps to do this last week)
  19. Run the Peachtree Roadrace
  20. Learn some Spanish
  21. Make a homemade apple pie (done!)
  22. Roast a big ass turkey (this will be for Thanksgiving)
  23. Take my kids to Disney World
  24. Paddle boat around the Jefferson Memorial in Washington, D.C.
  25. Go up in the Washington Monument
  26. Visit the 9/11 Memorial
  27. Visit the National Museum of African American Culture and History ( I got tickets for December)
  28. Visit the Birmingham Civil Rights Institute
  29. Take a water aerobics class
  30. Get a FitBit
  31. Join a book club (done!)
  32. Complete my business website (done!)
  33. Volunteer when I can ( I have volunteered in September, October, and working on November)
  34. Open another barber shop with my husband
  35. Go camping or shall I say “glamping.”
  36. Take a girls trip
  37. Invest in property
  38. Participate in a bible study at church (done!)
  39. Turn 41
  40. Have fun even on the rainy days

Forty, here I come baby #adjustscrown

Because the sun always comes out after the rain. . .

Sun Taylor

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F Bomb

Finito. Done. Terminated. You’re FIRED. Yes, the F-bomb and I don’t mean that word that rhymes with pluck. Your time is up here.

surpriseSo first there’s that look of (in most cases) #WTH?? And then you finally realize it’s happened and you go through several emotions possibly with a cocktail or two.

Frankly, it’s the worst and has happened to most including me. I felt bad about myself and letting others down but then I said this will either make you or break you. I decided to go with make you.

And not feel sorry for myself, “you can handle it boo.”

In most cases, I try not to allow people or what they think about me ruffle my feathers. But this was a humdinger to deal with – I’m not gone lie.

Through tears, heartache, and conversations with family and close friends, I was going to be fine because I knew what I was made of. I fluffed those feathers right back up and got to it. You can only be in control of yourself – not anyone else – and this is what matters most.

Everyone in the world has an opinion about you whether it be good or bad. Not everyone is going to like you, how you talk, the way you look, how you dress, or for some other weird or crazy reason. Do you adjust yourself? No. Be yourself. Pluck ’em!

. . . Because the sun always comes out after the rain.

Sun Taylor