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I have a lot to look forward to. I look forward to my coffee being ready when I wake up. I look forward to having a bagel. I look forward to buying bagels when the store runs the "Buy 6, get 6 free" special.
I look forward to a shower in nice hot water. I'm happy that I have electricity so I can watch TV. I'm thrilled that I have indoor plumbing. I like having the wherewithal to pay my bills.
I look forward to spending a week at the beach. I enjoy my grands annual dance recital. I like taking a walk in the morning before everyone gets out with their dogs. I like knowing I can get in the car and head for the state park.
I look forward to a dry day so I can cut the grass. I don't mind a snowy day because I can crochet, or do a puzzle, or play on CD. Oh, yes, I also like to iron. Put a movie on TV and I can work my way through the laundry basket in no time.
I talk to my high school BFF about once a month. We're both weird. She still works part time.
You know how some people love to shop for clothes and shoes? Not me. I love to grocery shop. Not even counting WalMart and the convenient stores, I have 17 or 18 supermarkets within 10 to 15 minutes of my house and I can manage to visit several of them a week.
I no longer enjoy cooking yet I rarely eat out. Explain that, please. I think I just don't want to have to comb my hair and put on shoes at five o'clock.
A couple of Holy Crap! surgeries requiring a significant period of recuperation with limited activity made me realize that I don't have to go full-out-non-stop through the rest of whatever life I have coming. I did that for a lot of years while working full time, raising five sons full time, and trying to keep a perfect home.
When I hit a day, or two, or three, when I don't feel like doing anything at all, save for coffee and a bagel, I don't worry the least bit that I'm "waiting to die". I'm just waiting to get re-energized.
I no longer enjoy cooking yet I rarely eat out. Explain that, please. I think I just don't want to have to comb my hair and put on shoes at five o'clock.
Oh, I SO understand that, LOL!
I haven't changed since I was 5 years old ... "But Mom, I don't wanna get dressed!"
Death is going to come for all. If your healthy then get out and enjoy life. It seems people start to realize life is limited at about age 50 so if you have reached that age then it's time to start living. Once you hit about 50 the concerns are basically health, financial and death. Either one can take you out and you never really know if or when so enjoy life.
Just a side note for the men. If your married make sure your spouse can financially survive you if you get called home. Make sure your will and/or trust, and beneficiary designations are up to date and current. Especially if you remarried.
Death is guaranteed for us all so if you can live why not live as long as you can the best that you can? I will say this. Being a care taker is an eye opener. When your health goes you have nothing. Not having money is a close second.
Death is going to come for all. If your healthy then get out and enjoy life. It seems people start to realize life is limited at about age 50 so if you have reached that age then it's time to start living. Once you hit about 50 the concerns are basically health, financial and death. Either one can take you out and you never really know if or when so enjoy life.
Just a side note for the men. If your married make sure your spouse can financially survive you if you get called home. Make sure your will and/or trust, and beneficiary designations are up to date and current. Especially if you remarried.
Death is guaranteed for us all so if you can live why not live as long as you can the best that you can? I will say this. Being a care taker is an eye opener. When your health goes you have nothing. Not having money is a close second.
Fifties? Fifties? Hell, 50 is the new 30. I was 56 when I discovered something that I was good at - who knew? At the insistence of a friend, I auditioned for a play at a local theater and surprise!...I got the part. Acting was something I never knew I had in me and I went on to perform in 60+ plays, commercials, a couple of independent films. All while working a full-time job and keeping a home.
I enjoyed my work and was happy to continue after I reached my 65th. birthday. Unfortunately, eight months after I reached the magic number, the company saw otherwise, filed Chapter 11, closed our facility and I was officially retired. Acting saved me. No money but certainly gratifying in terms of acceptance by my peers and the audiences we entertained.
I was 69 before my health went to pot. An old heart valve (genetic) acted up and I had to have open-heart surgery to put in a new valve. Three months later, I was back on stage. Then my gall bladder went south. When I was 73, I had colon cancer. After six months of chemo, I once again appeared on stage in a physically demanding comedy.
I'm 78, and so far Death is just a speck on the horizon. Sure, it's out there, but I'm not afraid of it. I'm living proof that age is just a number. Sure, I have aches and pains - little arthritis, mild COPD, high blood pressure, occasional migraines - but I've never given up and never given in and I don't intend to start now. I'm not waiting for Death, I'm just keeping busy 'til he gets here. And maybe he'll confuse me with all the characters I've played on stage and won't know which one to take!
Some people enjoy their jobs and derive a lot of satisfaction from them.
I enjoy my job and I do derive satisfaction from it but I'd still...almost...give anything to be able to retire. I like it a lot but, dang, I don't want to work till I fall over dead on the job! lol I say "almost" because I'm one of those who is very careful what I wish for. I could end up 'retiring' because I'm half dead from an accident or something. No thanks. I'd rather work.
My mother's husband retired , knowing that they have 3 mortgages going.
I'm not sure what's going on there.
I don't want to retire until I am completely out of debt and that will be fairly soon.
I worry about being financially strapped to the point where all you can afford is to wait to die.
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Are you sitting at home waiting to die?
