Well, I've thought about it, ruminated on it, worried about it, ignored it, been distracted by it, and thought about it some more, but now it's here. It's June 2011. In 25 days, I'm turning 50. The big 5-0. There is no denying it, and no turning back.
One way I'm dealing with it is by making plans. I have things planned for each weekend (and more) this month. I'm going to a ballgame with A; having brunch with some of my women friends; going to NYC with two close women friends to see plays, go to museums, eat wonderful food, and experience that which is New York City; and on the actual day of my birth, I'll be with my birth family for the start of a week-long vacation on the Cape.
In addition, I'm ending my current job, and starting a new one.
Let the party begin!