So, it’s June 26 2012 and in a couple of months I’ll be 65. What does that mean? Do I suddenly stop being part of the human race? Am I to be put out to grass? Should I take up knitting? Look for a warden controlled bungalow? Start wearing tweed skirts? Invest in a mobility scooter?
Well, I’ve got news for you all – I don’t intend to do any of the above. I remember my Dad singing a song about life beginning at 40, but these days 60 seems to be the new 40 and in my case it’s going to be 65.
On 1 January I was in St Lucia and I started the new year by zip-lining in the rain forest and decided then and there that my new motto will be ‘I will’ – not ‘I can’ or ‘I might’ but ‘I will’
I have worked full time all my life and in just over 6 weeks time I will be leaving a job I have held for the last 15 years. In some ways this will be sad, but whenever there is an ending there has to be a beginning, and I choose to make this my new beginning.
This blog will record how I cope with this major change in my life and if anyone cares to read it, they can share the challenges with me – and maybe even give me some advice if I have the occasional wobble.
Please be advised however that this will NOT be a heavy soul-searching blog but – I hope – a humourous look at how a 65 year old woman tries new things.
ALIVE AND CREAKING 