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–that I didn’t love I grew up in the 50s and 60s. It was a great time to grow up. Streets were safe and so was my social security number. Summers were for fun. There weren’t programmed sports so we … Continue reading
Yes I’m a type “A” personality. I like get it out and get it done. Not a lot of patience for you (unless you’re a cat). Since I’ve gotten older people started talking slower. Or maybe they go down “rabbit … Continue reading
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Despite being retired, I think of myself as current (and young too but that’s another post). I keep up with what’s going on in the world (except for the political debates, sheesh!). I try to stay technically savvy. Sort of. … Continue reading
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People ask me about retirement. Do I enjoy it? Hell, yeah! Really, I’m lucky! Very lucky! No white-knuckle driving! I was grateful during the last record-breaking snowstorm. I didn’t have to drive or worry about parking. There was no need to … Continue reading
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Passages – An old friend has retired and closed down her business. She has been the queen of reinvention for the last 40 or so years and is now entering a new phase. It’s amazing how our interests change. Things … Continue reading
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My gym is in a revolt. If you’ve never seen 60 to 80-year-old ladies really angry you would be in for sight. Eyes blaring, shoulders strutting, fingers wagging. Opinions everywhere but no direct combat….yet (but they are suiting up). I’ve … Continue reading
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My mother and I never looked alike. We had different coloring and different shapes. We didn’t wear the same shoe size. Our tastes were different. We were different (or so I thought). For the last 35 years of her life, I … Continue reading
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Recently I went to the gym on a Saturday. (I know! Even I couldn’t believe it but I missed a day during the week and felt….compelled – that’s the nice word for guilt.) It’s a different crowd except for Mary. Occasionally … Continue reading
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Every year I get more reluctant to write the cards. It’s not a lot of work. The addresses are on labels. It’s a matter of signing and slapping on labels and stamps. When I was younger I embraced the whole … Continue reading
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When I worked I never had enough time to enjoy the holidays. It was busy at work — scheduling events, end-of year stuff, etc., busy at home — decorating and celebrating with friends. I was always trying to fit in … Continue reading
