Think about this….. “What will I
do when I retire?”
Some of us have lived old enough
to contemplate this situation. Some of us have not considered the future in
reality.
Many of the boomers have put money
aside, like a 401k or bonds or insurance or stock options, the list goes on and
on.
But what are we going to do?
Don’t get up every morning and go
to the office or classroom or hospital or museum or place where we spend a good
portion of our waking hours.
We answer questions, go to
meetings, mentor others, write reports, attend more meetings, plan projects,
help and overall feel productive. Even annual reviews show we are fine
employees doing what the companies or organizations ask of us.
A sense of pride fulfills our
being, and a paycheck becomes an accustomed reward.
But what do we really want to do,
when that is not there?
I talked to a guy at the bike shop
today while Big Blue was getting a new front tube and he said a friend had just
taken a disability retirement. He told me the guy loved to tinker with things
but due to the disability, he could’t live out his dream, so he reads.
Now that’s not bad. I’m reading
more now and enjoying it though it makes my wife nuts because I savior the
words instead of rushing though a book to catch the new edition. I did enough
speed-reading while working.
So back to the original question,
“What do you want to do when you retire?”
Travel? Play with the family? Work
on the house? Plant a garden? Write a book?
All those projects you said you
were going to do?
What happens if you wind up like
my friend John who’s health failed him and he died the first year out?
Some of you have children and that
will take a lot of the time. Some of you don’t and may fall into the television
pastime.
Look around at the retirement
homes. Walkers, televisions, fake exercises and parties where they rush to the
liquor tables.
I thought about this after a fun
lunch with a buddy at Joe’s Inn, burgers and fries and a lot of writing talk.
No outstanding ideas appeared, but a good time had by all.
But my buddy was talking about
applying for a minimum wage job, and it made me think how lucky I was to be at
the end of a working career, ready to make the big decision.
“What do I want to do now?”
Some friends got me into writing a
couple of years ago and though it is not award winning verbiage, it did get out
some stress and expanded my mind to thoughts I did not know I had.
And of course, the computer with
all the software has given me the opportunity to continue my photo and graphics
exploration and discovery.
Then there is the new and re-do
music. Taking old songs and recording them or taking old cassettes or tapes to
digitize them with a new freshness of ideas and a reminder of the time it was
written.
The latest project is to ride the
morning route and take photos of trees in the neighborhood. There are some
magnificent wood beings still alive in this area and I want to capture them
before they are gone.
And sketching in a small notebook
of newsprint puts ideas on paper and expands to other projects.
Now think about it.
“What do you want to do when you
grow up…… er….. I mean when you RETIRE?”
7 comments:
I doubt if I will retire, I'll just work at something else. Likely I'll go on at my current work to SSA's "full retirement" age. Then I reckon I'll volunteer, or, if I need the cash, deliver newspapers at 2:00 in the morning.
Putting the question to music: "I ain't workin' on Maggie's farm no more!"
"Take this job and shove it"
"It's better to burn out than rust away"
"Not fade away"
Retirement should mean you get to do what you love and love what you do.
Retire from "work"- the obligation to another to perform a function.
And don't worry you won't have to deliver newspapers, because they won't be there.
Triple G: Actually, why isn't WORK doing what you love?
Nimrod: You have a good point about disappearing newspapers. Maybe drive a city bus in the middle of the night. Always thought that that would be OK.
Do you LOVE pushing paper and presentations? Meetings and email??
....and the vampires rule the night and the buses. Ride the subway in NY after midnight and see.
Yep. I love making a difference in the lives of millions of people. Pushing paper, meetings and email is just a means to that end.
Re the night. The trick is to get up at 2 or 3 when all the revelers are fading. Then the early morning is mine, all mine.
Art: you have a point, and it's one I've thought long and hard about. I often really loved the work, but wasting time and effort submitting to others' agendas (often perverse), and especially not controlling the pace, sequence or completion of things is what I am glad to be rid of. Now I plan and execute my little projects exactly how I want and am giving instead of taking little scraps of comfort.
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