Having just turned 50, I figured I'm about due for my midlife crisis. I mean, I've got most of the prerequisites: a kid who has left the nest for college, 25 years at the same company, hot flashes and an outdated hairstyle. The problem is, I can't quite squeeze it in. I've got this 11-year-old daughter who, while quite tolerant of my yoga habit, just might go off the rails if I indulge my yen for a six-month retreat at an ashram in Kerala. Then there's the college-tuition bill. Do you think Skidmore would cook up an emergency scholarship for my...
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