Am I too young for a mid-life crisis?

ok, If I am lucky enough to live until I am 62 years old, than on Sunday...it will be half way through my life...it would be, my "mid-life" if you will.
So with that thought, how the f do I make myself feel younger...ok, maybe I should start by actually working out again, instead of using my exercise bike to hang the pants that don't fit me anymore...or maybe I should get some of that at home chemical peel stuff my mom tells me I should use.
Will that work?
Oh, and I have NO MONEY so I can't go out and buy new clothes and drown my sorrows in a pile of shoes and even more black shirts...oh, but I can dream right...I can focus on what I am trying to feel, what am I trying to acheive.
ok, it's simple, I'm vain. I want to be hot...even though I'm 31 (ok, the new 21) I still want Keith to look at me the way he did when he first saw me...ok, I know I was 16 when we first met, but still...
oh, see what I did, I swore to myself that I wouldn't go on and on about personal stuff in my blog, that I was doing this to promote my shop, but now I've gone and f-ed the whole thing.

Hi, I'm Jenn, and I blog, also at this very moment I'm lonely and feeling bad that I ate 3 oatmeal pies today...

Stayed up late last night to paint, the house was quiet, no loud crazy rednecks screaming profanities and racial slurs at passers by...it was a quiet night in the city...and for a few minutes, nothing else mattered.

Also, this morning, the park next door was filled with geese again, fall is in the air!!! I'm going to dye my hair a brilliant red, and I will look like Mary Jane Watson from the Spidey comics...yes, that's what I am going to do.