Has anyone else ever gotten the overwhelming urge to change things up in their lives? I don’t mean a Marie Kondo moment when you have the sudden need to purge your closet, or the desire to paint an accent wall after flipping through home magazines.
No, I mean a deeper, more significant feeling that you try to deny and push away. One that comes from a deep, hidden place inside your soul
Mid. Life. Crisis.
I admit it. I think I’m in the midst of a mid-life crisis. And it makes sense if I think about it. I’m 43, which is halfway to 86, which is the age several people in my family have met their end.
Now back to my realization that I’m at the mid-point of my life. Recently I’ve had this nagging feeling that I haven’t accomplished anything. I have to remind myself that I graduated from one of the top universities, that I’ve traveled the world, that I set out and achieved my career goals in journalism. And along the way, I’ve rescued many animals, and hopefully I’ve made at least one person’s day a little brighter with my sarcastic wit and loud, obnoxious laugh.
On the other hand, I’ve never been married (there’s still time) and never had children of my own (that ship has long sailed).
So when my 43 years smacked me right across the face, I got that urge. That feeling started to bubble up inside me. I needed a change.
It’s times like this that I’m happy that I’m fairly simple; no extravagant tastes, no need for expensive possessions. Whereas my older brother bought a Harley-Davidson motorcycle and a Jaguar F-Type sports car when he needed a change, I am perfectly happy with a haircut and a nose stud.
Yep, thus far my mid-life crisis has consisted of an updated new ’do and a new piercing that I’ve wanted for many years. I’ve lost some weight along the way, and would still like to have some tattoo work done to complete a half-sleeve on my arm one of these days too. And if genetics are any indicator, I plan to be as wrinkly and cool an 86-year-old as an 86-year-old can be.
In the meantime, I’ll do my best to navigate this mid-life experience without committing to anything too pricey or too drastic. You certainly will not see a new Jaguar in my driveway anytime soon, but I’m open to making changes if this mid-life crisis hangs on.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to choose an exciting new accent color for my living room wall — and maybe my hair.
Andrea “Andi” Joseph worked in newspapers for 18 years before transitioning to her current career as a website content writer and marketer. She lives south of Gilroy with her dogs, Bailey and Cricket. Email her at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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