You think it had anything to do with waiting until I was almost 40 to get that tattoo I'd wanted since high school? My sister-in-law was supposed to go with me and get one too, but she chickened out. Instead she got her belly button pierced and my brother got his ear pierced. Mind you, she's older than me and my brother's 8 years younger than I am. Sounds like it was a group crisis to me LOL
Mischevious little fella, don't ya think? ;-)
Or maybe it had to do with what I drive? After years of being a die-hard, year-round biker (hey, El Paso's weather allowed it!) I switched to a "sensible" vehicle. When my Mazda 626 finally died, I had to have something to drive. It really was just coincidence that I bought my baby the day before I turned 42--honest! And it wasn't my fault (really!) that I had to change the color from boring white to a sporty metallic grey after my car became close friends with that poor deer :-( I know, most people move from sports cars to family-style cars as they (ahem) grow-up. I've never been one for following tradition though! Besides, I'm single, I love driving fast, and knowing people notice my car on the road is kinda cool '-)
This is my baby....an '89 Iroc Z28 with a 5.7
If those are the kind of things that make some folks think I suffered an extended mid-life crisis, well....all I can say is I like being an overgrown kid! It lets me keep listening to the kid inside instead of playing grownup. I rather like being able to look at what's around me and really see it--something too many of us lose as we fall into the role of "grown-up."