You Know You're Middle-Aged When...

So today I'm sitting at a stoplight when a good-looking blond woman pulls up next to me in a brand-new, shiny red BMW convertible.

I couldn't help but stare. I caught myself thinking, "Wow. Sweet."

And I was talking about the car.

And then I thought, "High-maintenance."

And I was talking about the woman.

Middle-age. It's not a year, it's a mindset.