Tag: boomer life
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I am a high-rise newbie
I drive up to the building’s entrance, grab my pocketbook and purchases from the back seat, and enter the apartment house I now call home. A parking attendant takes my place in the driver’s seat and steers my car into the garage. If there are too many bags to carry the doorman piles my things…
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Good Intentions Trigger Turmoil
Life is supposed to get simpler as one ages. In that spirit my husband and I decided to simplify our lives. We would sell our house and move into an apartment. We have bought and sold properties in the past, first as newlyweds, then sharing the experience with toddlers, then school-age kids, as a couple…
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AI, Intuition, Insomnia and More From the Boomers
Friends and family have always envied my sleep. I have had an uncanny ability to lay my head on a pillow and within minutes be in la-la land. Unfortunately, not recently. Perhaps it is hidden caffeine in summer drinks, or my mind that won’t stop agonizing over to-do’s not completed and tomorrow’s long list that…
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Farewell to Amusement Parks
Confession: I love my kids and grandkids but cannot keep up with them. Cold winter days have become a pleasurable season as I hunker under my quilt and don’t feel any guilt, steeped in a good book or TV series. Summer is jam-packed with physical activities synonymous with heat, ice cream, water, playdays, vacay days, outdoorsy…
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Delightful Diversions in Troubled Times
Skip to the third paragraph (after italics) to avoid my current events rant. The world is a scary place now, but the world is scary someplace all the time. For those of us living in the United States, we have been blessed with minimal upheaval throughout our lives. But our world grows scarier day by…
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Cooking and Procrastination – A Delightful Duo
I like to cook, but am not a gourmet chef. I cook because I like to eat, enjoy food, and prefer non-chemical, unprocessed fare. I occasionally try new recipes, but as I age rely more and more on old – maybe not quite as old as me, but old enough – favorites. Too many ingredients,…
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The Word of the Week is Change
I spent a couple of days in the town where I lived for over 30 years, the place my kids grew up in, where I worked, made friends, purchased a home, volunteered, and kept up with local news. I caught up on the lives of old friends, their kids, and grandkids. We all look older,…
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Musings on Change that Happens Whether I Like It or Not
Change happens, whether wanted or not, whether instigated or by happenstance. I accept change, sometimes applaud it, at times reluctantly endure it. Rarely do I oppose change. Until the past year. I won’t mention political change; that is a discussion for another post. Or an entire book. I am not discussing personal change, such as…
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Boomers Report from Foreign Shores and the Home Front
Spring beckons me outdoors to plant colorful flowers in my yard. I purchased a couple of flats of promising peonies, pansies, marigolds, and others I cannot remember offhand. I rooted some in pots, and the rest directly into the earth. But then I had to leave home for a few days. Of course it did…
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Neighborhood Cafe Coffee Klatch
Confession: I like to exercise outdoors, but only when the weather cooperates. I am a temperate climate outdoor person, which means moderation – 50s through the very low 80s – low humidity, sun or partly cloudy, and minimal wind and precipitation. Cold, wet weather and I remain indoors. My husband has physical therapy two or…