Looking through old photos can be a scary proposition because it reminds you of your age. For example, the photo of me in yesterday’s post about ‘The Coat’ was taken on the first trip David and I made to Europe together, almost 30 years ago. I had previously traveled to Europe without him, and he had lived in Europe at different times before we met.
I was in my forties, and David in his fifties when we made our first trip together.
Before I retired in 2006 twenty years after the photo above, I thought about how I was going to spend the last third of my life. My life until then, had been busy with degrees, kids, work involving much travel, and volunteer activities like Scouts and Church School. I wondered what I would do with my free time after I left work.
My colleague Cam, who retired at the same time and the same age, when asked “What are you going to do when you retire,” said. “Nothing, absolutely nothing.”
I knew I could never do nothing.
So, I did something I always wanted to do, I went back to school and earned a third M.A. (In History, the other two subjects are Demography and Sociology). When I completed the last M.A., David said, ‘Are you going for the PhD?’ I decided no, I wasn’t. I loved school, but hated the long drive home after class.
These days, I am busy as ever with multiple hobbies..perhaps too many interests, but I am never bored…never.
I still work in my own garden, although I have help with the heavy stuff. I even manage a few indoor plants, although I am not very good with them..another orchid plant is about to croak. I volunteered at a local botanical garden for a while, but my health got in the way, so I gave that up when I became physically unable to handle a shovel.
Since I retired, I have continued my personal physical fitness campaign via weight loss and regular exercises. This morning, I realized the gym towels finally reach around my waist once again. Baby steps, it’s all about baby steps to reach my goal of being as healthy mentally and physically as I can until I die.