WHILE my friends were marrying, having kids and upgrading their homes, I flunked at finding a mate and failed at turning either my acting or nutritional counselling into a solid career. At age 44, I was living gig-to-gig. My life looked more collegiate than someone who was hitting middle age.
I had dreamed of being the next Kate Winslet, but the few auditions I won were for low-paying Anime voice jobs and the occasional TV spot. Each month I scrambled to pay rent.
Meanwhile, the men I dated were interested in my TV drama looks, then shied away when they learned I did wacky voices, or when they saw that I had gotten stuck in the 20-something starter apartment with its mishmash of furnishings.
I hatched...