30 is the new 65.
I think I’m coming to a new understanding of being 30… I had dinner at an upscale, pricey restaurant; the kind where parents go to escape the kids, retirees go to live it up, and regular working people go to celebrate big events. Everything was going well. Then a family came in; I decided not to judge their life choices. Who was I to judge if they wanted to spend that amount of...