My midlife crisis shows up and I'm wasting it on appliances. New washer, new drier, new mixer... next I figure I'm going to want to paint upstairs or fix up a quilt or clean out the gutters or something. I figured when I hit my midlife crisis, I wouldn't waste it on a trophy wife (my wife's already a trophy if you ask me, and yes, I believe that) but I'd end up with new guitars or a killer stereo (with the 8-track!) or a new computer or something.
You should ask me about my appliances, though. They're like kids, I can tell you all kinds of stuff about 'em.
Bah, a real midlife crisis happens when you buy a <a
href="http://www.homeport.org/~dbs/300zx/">shiny red sports
car</a>.