This is a very pertinent point. It is being talked about but not as much as it should. I mean the point that working actually keeps you younger. I saw on YouTube the other day, a professor talking about this and his point really stuck with me that as you get older, you should move more not less. I also took this to mean mentally, too, that we should in fact be working more as we get older not less. Very controversial but at 53, I feel as though I’m ready to embrace my full potential in my career, but I am battling with the fact also that time is running out and I may wake up in 10 years time and wonder what the heck I’ve done with the good years that I had left.
I also like the idea of “enjoying being at home”.
I travelled a lot when I was younger at a time when I believe the world was a better place before iPhones and selfies and mass tourism really took hold. I was so lucky and as a result, I do not feel the need to really travel.
Same as pursuing friendships. I’ve always found them quite unfulfilling. Socialising for the sake of socialising is tedious I think. I feel as if stay connected with other people should involve a common task or mission. As in working together with people on a common purpose. I might need to join the church, seriously.
Sitting around in a pub or drinking tea and nattering really has no appeal because I don’t find individuals interesting enough and I get bored hearing about their business. Men don’t seem to do so much of that they all seem to get together over football or sport. Hardly ever. Do you see two men sitting having a cup of tea nattering about their families. But because I’m a woman, that’s how my friendships are supposed to be.
I am interested in just about everything from politics to crafting to exercise. But it all can be performed in my home. On my own.
Maybe I should just accept that I should buy a nice house, stay working at the job I love, accumulate assets, reach my potential, staying on my own with my dog and then look at things again when I’m either so bored, I can’t stand it anymore or 63 and a bit richer.
By then I might be ready for a more sociable, integrated life of adventure!
Hopefully I’ll not be too old for it.