No kidding. I'm in my late 30s, and for awhile I would tell myself that this would finally be the year that I finally make enough money to get my shit together and be a real adult, with a wife & kids, three cars, investments & money in my savings account.

Gave up on that dream by age 30, and now I'm just trying survive another year with my fingers crossed that yet another body part doesn't join my shoulder, neck, knees, and back, and start hurting 24/7 just for shits and giggles.