I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
Very nicely written. I am a big communicator and if more people would put forth a better effort, it would be a better place. Little acts of kindness truly goes a long way. You have identified it well. I can feel your sincerity coming through your writing. I would like to see more of the younger crowd helping or being involved with the older folks. I know my day goes better when someone has said hi or gives a waves.
I don't care for dark British/Dutch humor. Dislike Monty Python as well. Give me a bittersweet French or Japanese movie or a sad Portuguese song. I'm more introspective.
You were very fortunate. I never really fell into anyone's arms.
I need to reassess my needs. My 'romantic' efforts in Thailand had limited success.
A washing machine is an accurate descriptive for how your body is pummeled with each wave as you're drawn down and then pushed up again. I've been a dozen times and if my shoulder wasn't like it is I would gladly go again. I'm like you very familiar with canoes and kayaks although my preference is a kayak on lakes. I used to take mine out with a small cooler bag with lunch inside and water. My other bag was a dry bag, it held my camera in addition to whatever book I was reading. If my brain was functioning I had sunscreen, depended on my coffee intake for sure. We must have been fish at one point in our life.
I agree with you about the aurora borealis, I don't dare blink. They're just so glorious in color and the way the air feels as you stand there awe struck. I'm equally glad these calories don't count, I feel like I've eaten enough for two people maybe three.
I've wondered the same thing when I read about all the discoveries documented and brought back by ship. Paper that didn't crumble or mold from all the temperature variances.
I'm not as comfortable storing things in the cloud myself, I have external hard drives that I transfer data too and then disconnect from my computer so it is hack proof. Not that I really have data anyone would want but it is personal to me.
But then I think about the close living quarters on a ship how did anyone have room for storage to bring back? Darwin was indeed lucky on the HMS Beagle.
What kind of goals would you like to work toward over the next five years.
I'm not much of a long term planner and five years seems like a lifetime away. That said, I have lived for multiple five-year periods and I'd like to believe I have at least five more. Five years is not a great deal of time in the scheme of things, but when caught up in living I'm not aware of it adding up. Sigh, I suppose all the minutes, hours and days amount to something. Time does march on with or without me. So, do I have goals for those next five years? Well, they're not etched in stone and I do understand the need for flexibility especially as it pertains to my health. Perhaps I could envision something. GOAL #1 : Live / survive for the next five years. I believe this is a significant goal, what some may refer to as a biggie. To that end I plan to continue to breathe as I plot to take care of myself. Although my muscles may groan and my knees whine, I will force them to exercise if need be. They can and most likely will complain, but they are going to accompany me on walks. We will not avoid stairs even though we dislike and distrust them. Gotta keep that muscle memory tuned. GOAL #2: Relent, surrender, accept the second knee replacement. The rest of me isn't growing any younger and we still have to train that new joint. We're tough enough to muster that recovery again. If the ol' body has two younger, stronger knees to stand on I'll be prepared for my senior years. Technically, the first knee replacement is a two-year old toddler and it requires a partner close to its age to share the heavy lifting. GOAL #3: Wrangle the hubby into retirement and act upon our desire to travel more. Oh, to be free of a timetable and a schedule. Could we live permanently in a house trailer, an RV? If we pursued this plan, I'd need to purge and that in itself could take five years. One simply does not dump, or dispose of a lifetime of stuff in a split second. I have mentioned the very real need for a second trailer to house my books. I'd have a mini mobile library? GOAL #4: Enjoy the journey of the next five years. Don't waste a single second. Be present. Don't sweat the small stuff.
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