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Today, 15th February 2017 marks exactly 1,750 days until my 40th Birthday.

Quite a terrifying prospect when you lay it out like that.

I’m a firm believer that getting older is only scary if you have unfinished business.  A life full of love, laughter and experiences can never be lamented.

However, the problem I’ve found so far is that “life” gets in the way of living.

The shopping, the cooking, the cleaning, the need to work, the school run, the washing, walking the dogs; the mundane, monotony of the daily grind means that before you know it you’re blowing out even more candles on the cake and you’ve no idea what you’ve actually done with the last 365 days.

Personally I’m fluffing well fed up of it.

At 35 I have every intention of having a bloody long time ahead of me before I shuffle off this mortal coil; however, none of us know how long we actually have, and when the time does come, I want to limit the number of regrets I may have.