When I retired I worried about getting enough socialization. Released from the bonds of the corporate world, there wasn’t coffee pot conversations. I could decline activities easily. No meetings. No business trips. I do (mostly) what I want to do. Nothing is required.
Without constant interaction, would I forgot how to be polite or how to hold a fork properly? Would I remember to shower?
So far so good. Other than pizza, which I have always shoveled into the abyss that is my mouth, I continue to use a fork and knife as if the Queen was at the table. Yes, I shower, just not at 6:30 a.m.
I continue to meet up with friends for lunch and dinner. I do it less but enjoy it more (if that makes any sense at all).
My gym excursion is not a social time but going to Starbucks afterward is. Over the years I’ve met and heard the stories of baristas. Many are in school or between jobs with interesting stories.
Earlier in the year, I switched from the drive-through (where you can spend five minutes at the window killing time until your drink is ready) to the order ahead app (where you walk in and pick it up at the counter). Would I miss the exchanges? Would saving time be worth it? Would I start to slurp?
Most days there is very little interaction. I walk in, pick up my drink and leave. Occasionally someone yells a greeting over the counter but as people leave and new ones come, I don’t know the names anymore. There was a sadness about that until I realized that many know me even though I don’t know them.
I come through at the same time every day. I get the same drink. There are many regulars. They get to know us all even if we don’t know them. It’s working for me.
I still worry about socialization. I don’t like it when it’s too peoply but I need some level to energize and entertain me (and fuel blog stories).
My body knows. It tells me when I’m in people overload (I start to feel homicidal). It also tells me when I need an infusion of social activity. Walking the line isn’t as hard as I thought. Being able to call the shots is bliss!
Sometimes I really realize a little socialization goes a long way. I went to dinner with a good friend the other night and we had a lovely conversation. But I can remember when dinner would be three hours and we’d still try to fit in more to the evening. This time we ate and said goodbye. Nothing was wrong and it was delightful. But neither of us need as much socialization as we once did. 🙂 I think you are so right that you know what you need and how to get it!
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I can’t do 3 hour dinners anymore. My butt has a 90 minute limit.
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Retirement is not for sissys. I can dedicate most of little time and energy as a volunteer to feed the hungry, sick (mentally and addicts) and homeless at the wasteland of Downtown Vancouver with an occasional Starbucks.
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A noble pursuit!
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Noble? Maybe not. It’s one way to recover from my own illness.
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You’ve got it worked out perfectly. I will say that my guy and I refuse to use the app to order our (daily) tea/cappuccino drinks ahead of time. My guy pops in at 6:15. The staff knows his name, talk and tell stories, give me the extra shot of foam that I like, and we all feel happier for the connection. Connections – that’s what it’s all about. ❤
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I did that for years and I really miss that. There was time to hear their stories. I go between 8:30 and 8:45 and it’s busier then. Our local one has picked up a lot more business in the past couple of years. When I started waiting 10 to 20 minutes, I switched to the app. If I came in at an “off” time (and no, I’m not getting up super early) I’d do like he does. Sometimes on a Sunday morning I will do that because it’s a lot less crowded. It is all about the connections.
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Oh yes, I understand that. This is embarrassing, but my guy likes to get up early so he won’t have to wait in line! 😉
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I felt the same way when I first lived alone in my 50s, especially when I moved to working from home full-time shortly afterwards. It was never a problem, but I think remaining aware of the situation helped to navigate the pitfalls – a good example being your analysis of the change in your Starbucks habit. It’s not necessary to do everything we always did, just make sure we aren’t losing out of the positive aspects of social interaction.
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So far I can tell when I need some interaction but I do worry about getting more isolated as I get older (much older!). I remember all the sad stories of old people stuck alone in their apartments watching TV all day from the people who worked “Meals on Wheels.” My goal is not to be one of them.
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Kate, I think it’s highly unlikely you’ll ever be in that sad situation. You’ve proven to be too self-aware.
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Let’s hope so.
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Oh so jealous! I can’t wait for retirement! I worry about the same thing a little bit. I’m pretty introverted, so when given the choice I will definitely stay in the house. Going out occasionally and going to the gym every day are good ideas for getting a little socialization, but not too much 🙂
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If you keep cognizant of it, you can manage it. Retirement is a great time to do those things you don’t have time for now (and continue to procrastinate about things you should do!).
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I mostly envision knitting all day, with small breaks for meals and essential chores. But I’m sure I will need to change it up a bit more than that 🙂
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The first year run with what you want to do even if it’s knitting nonstop. After that make sure you see people so you don’t lose social skills! 🙂
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Living alone, I have to be careful not to spend too much time alone. And yet, I hate to get caught in a too-long social event when I don’t enjoy the event or the people. It’s a balancing act.
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I have a 90 minute rule. Except for very special occasions like weddings or reunions, I am good for 90 minutes and then I’m ready to leave. I have found even when going out for dinner with friends that 90 minutes is good. More than that and I get ruchy. Usually that’s enough time to enjoy conversations. I refer to it as a 90 minute butt.
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Yep and yep. My husband and I goof around a lot more than we used to. I like that.
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Me too! Despite what everyone predicted, we never get sick of each other. We have enough separate interests.
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Agreed….totally. When I retired I decided it was truly MY time and it has been. I’ve never missed the work regimen I had for so long – I don’t miss people interrupting me all day or “needing” me to resolve a problem or finish a project they didn’t feel like doing……….work was truly WORK. Now I do what I want and pretty much WHEN I want. I absolutely have never looked back – in fact, I can FINALLY look forward!!!
Hugs, Pam
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I loved my work but it was a phase of my life and I was ready for the next phase. I also worked with some people who worked until 80. There comes a time when it’s you need to let the next generation take over. Like you I don’t look back.
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I went from working in a 75-person Firm to just Robb/me and the tenant … what a difference and he was gone so much that the only time I got to chitchat sometimes (tenant kept to himself behind closed doors) was going to the mailroom to pick up the mail, or in the bathroom for our floor, so working from home, does not seem all that different.
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There were a few times when I worked from home for a day or two and I never enjoyed it. It was too isolating for me although it worked great if I had to get a big project done without interruption. Retirement is different because I can do what I want at anytime. I don’t feel isolated at all.
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Got such a giggle out of “I still shower, but not at 6:30 a.m” – such luxury!
Sounds like you’re enjoying it all. Cheers and onward!
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Today I had a doc apt and had to shower at 7 a.m. I hate moving fast that early!
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I’d say you are having a very successful retirement.
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I think so. If you do things you enjoy, it turns out well.
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I have my regular friends that I see on a ‘regular’ basis – the same people I saw before I retired. ‘Regular’ may be as often or not as we feel like doing. It works. I’m not at risk of being a hermit anytime soon.
I think I’m much more social, and much more outgoing, than I ever was before I started blogging. It would not be a huge leap for me to suggest that blogging has had a big impact on my life.
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I would agree with that for me too. I’ve made such great friends through blogging. I do worry occasionally about being a hermit but find that I will crave human interaction so that saves me. I see some old work friends on a regular basis but I think of them only as friends now.
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The one day of the week I work, I always stop at the Starbucks near our home to pick up two coffees to take home. It’s always in the mid-afternoon and the place is mostly empty then. The cashier greeted me by name the last time I went, which took me by surprise!
Keep taking those showers, Kate, and all will be well. 😉 – Marty
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I get periodic evaluations to complete and they always ask whether they try to get to know you. May be part of their rating.
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Being able to call the shots is bliss indeed. Particularly when your shot is in your venti cup. 😁
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Yes indeed!
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Being able to call the shots ~> YUP!!!
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🙂
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This afternoon I called the shots by putting on some meditation music so I could take a nap!
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Nice!
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I like it that our time is our own, but still try to keep to a routine. Sometimes there still doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day as before I know it, it’s dark and I’ve hardly done anything.
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Being able to manage your own time is wonderful!
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Isn’t it just………………. putting my feet up as and when I want to! Bliss!!!
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So encouraging to read that I won’t devolve into a lesser life form once retired. Unless I want to, that is! 😉
I’m looking forward to being less peoply. And by that I mean having more choice in the people I wish to spend time with (and avoid). Bliss, indeed! Thanks, Kate!
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There is that. My job was people intensive and high conflict. I loved it at the time but glad it’s not my life now.
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I used to have mom friends I’d catch up with on the cross trainer or when playing volleyball. Then I switched workouts around, lost a lot of free time due to child, etc. I like my morning walks in the quiet, but now find I am ridiculously excited about upcoming holiday parties.
That’s probably a sign I should talk to more adults on a regular basis.
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I get more excited about social events too because there aren’t as many and they aren’t mandated! Yes, moms do need some adult time.
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“Doing less and enjoying it more” is my absolute favourite thing about retirement. I highly recommend this philosophy to everyone!
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It is glorious!
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Sometimes I have to remind myself that I need human interaction once in awhile… not too much, just enough so I don’t become a complete hermit. At work, we didn’t have a choice. Now that I do – I agree – pure bliss.
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I can tell when I need it. I start having full discussions with the cats. That’s always a sign.
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I can so relate. I worried about retiring AND moving to a small northern community. Like you, I’m not people-y and prefer solitude and home alone is bliss, not a curse. But. Sometimes, I feel compelled to get out and mingle to regain attachment to the “real” world. If it weren’t for the few merchants in our small town, I’d have no social interaction at all.
You are so right – listen to the bod – she knows!
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It’s funny how that works. There are times I need to cocoon and other times I need to socialize!
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I think you have the right idea…wait until you feel homicidal to search out people infusions. My problem is in waiting so long the people I enjoy either die or move out.
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I’ve had some of that. My neighbor moved about 5 years ago and I still miss them.
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Calling the shots, in all situations, is bliss. I don’t clamor for human interaction, but when I do I prefer it to be invigorating like a good cup of coffee, not draining like waiting in line at the drive-thru.
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I think of draining as being stuck in a budget meeting for 3 hours! Lots of social interact that I don’t want.
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I’m trying to work on achieving that bliss, Kate. Dang health insurance (mine’s wonderful through my employer) keeps me trapped in my job.
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That’s the case with many. Private insurance is pricey even through ACA. If only….
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socialization is a good thing… but to it via social media is pure poison LOL
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The media can make most interaction uncomfortable. People have no filters on that thing.
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I hear you on the socialization and your last paragraph says it all! Such a wonderful luxury to call the shots when there is a line to walk. That’s one of the good things about where we live. We can be very involved or pick and choose. There is always somebody around to have a quick conversation with even if it is just about the weather. Just enough to get a smile and give a smile!
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Sometimes that’s all I want or need.
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