Now I have a friend recently held a lecture. About what you should have reached the age of forty.
I may be some about it, but I've listened to their comments and consider whether something is true because of me.
It has of course done everything and I admire boundlessly, I listened to her.
She said
have made a career of forty.
Forty years have made provisions so that they work from fifty or less no longer need almost.
forty years, children are confident and relaxed when they call with the tax office.
forties have no more braces.
Forty years of talking with other forties in a suit not like a little girl.
Forty Years Know how to program the central heating.
Forty years may lead telephone conversations without dispute then the cell phone in the corner to throw because they were inferior.
Forty years of age do not call her and not wait until all say, "Your age does not see in you.
forties are at their age.
Forty years have arrived.
know forty years, what they want.
looks at me like this:
Career - This word is not active in my vocabulary. As a teacher you do not have a career.
screening - The only prevention, I have, is a savings agreement (which I had with twenty already) and if I am someone respond, I always tell the house that my parents (I conceal that I'll not inherit it).
sovereignty - I feel still like a little girl, when in front of me sits a suit carrier, or might, and words like endemic and imply used.
program central heating - Pah! I can not program the video recorder or microwave. 'm Lucky if I can serve them.
debates on the phone - I flip not only by then I my phone in the corner throw (now I'm so far that I throw it in the corner of the sofa, after the last two then were broken), but annoyed me that after such a conversation that I start to cry and scream and scold me loudly.
age - I always call my age and then more sun me in the answer: You were great but kept your upper arms are defined as beautiful. Music to my ears! I feel like thirty, at most.
Arrived - Where to go? I do not even the goal. Not even on the distant horizon. Today, I want a summer job in Spain, yesterday I wanted a bike to Istria, last week I wanted to write a book. And tomorrow I will be with Sculptors begin. Wood is such a beautiful material.
Braces - Have I no more.
Okay, I never had.
