Where’s My Midlife Crisis?
Someone I know showed off a restoration project he has recently undertaken. As he told me about his plans, he mentioned that someone called the enterprise his “mid-life crisis.”
I had to laugh because he’s a little older than I am. Since I don’t think I have officially had a mid-life crisis, either I’m off on life expectancy or I need to play catch-up on this concept.
This whole idea really only comes to mind because I turn 44 today. I have no problem admitting that in public because I don’t get too worried about my chronological age. After all, my maturity has steadily floated between 13 and 19 for decades.