When I was working, we would look at real estate every place we vacationed. Now I realize that we were just trying to prolong the vacation by pretending to make it last forever. I can no longer pretend anything anymore. I will never be rich. The way the stock market plummeted, I may never be able to eat. But, I still have my escape valve.
Mine is having the 3 s’s: A soup, salad, and smoothie stand. I do not like cooking per se. But I really enjoy making soups and salads and I especially love making smoothies. I start my day with a smoothie. I use the Vega Protein Shake as its base. Today, in honor of my fall birthday, we invented a new flavor- Sweet Potato. Instead of making the flavor base a banana, we added a peeled roasted sweet potato. We added plenty of cinnamon, almond milk, non fat plain Greek Yogurt, and blueberries. It tasted like pumpkin pie. It tasted healthy. It tasted rich and it filled us up.
This lady clearly loves flowers but her yard is slightly overgrown and there are odd pots strewn here and there. Her house is a little run down and I can relate. Once I got joy from doing the gardening and my daughter even bought me special garden knee pads to help me with my work. But my knees now hurt and I am afraid that if I go down on them, I may never get up. Besides, I can only do a certain amount in the day, and writing and doing art has replaced my love of gardening. I can see letting the house go a little at a time because that is how aging happens, a little at a time. And at this point in my life, I became Cindi Lauper: I JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN!
Nonetheless, I am very fond of this lady and her house and her garden and perhaps I will get a dog!
I don’t tell my husband that seniors can ride for half price.I don’t want to call attention to myself.We came to the city to escape the obvious and my husband does not want me to remind him that we are aging.“Does it make you feel better?” he asks every time I try to bring up the topic.“Work will help us stay young,” is his mantra.Only I don’t want to work so hard anymore.The problem is that all my husband has is work and I, myself, cannot find a real substitute for the work I have retired from.
Have any of you readers had an issue retiring?
It is not so easy as the commercials make it seem. You never feel how you have aged. And my husband is right, work will keep you young but you also have to have time for all the things you need to do before it is too late. Has anyone gotten the balance right?