002 A quiet place to sit in the corner of the yard.

I’m not sure that there is a word such as “dailyness” to describe how people run their everyday activities. I suppose “routine” is a better word. Things change with the years. When you are working for someone else your time schedule operates on their schedule, but in retirement, you can pretty much do as you please. I always thought you would have more time than you could use when you were retired. This is not so.

I see we have mixed up our routine as the years pass; while we used to rise early and hit the trail for long walks/runs, we got out of that habit after my accident and have now become slug-a-beds. Coffee and the lousy local newspaper take up another bit of time. I feel bad about it, but it’s too much trouble to try and change.

While my car automatically turned into shopping malls years ago, it has now programed itself to go to medical offices. Even the habits of a non-organic machine have changed

Sam is ready to renew his driver license along with what appeared to be half of Fremont. The parking lot at the DMV was full as usual, but we found a spot right in front, near about 50 people waiting outside, most with cell phones pressed to their ear. Lots of pacing back and forth, no smiles, no interaction. Lots of odd looking characters, including one looking for a handout. Another person wearing a headscarf which covered the bottom part of the face and wearing large dark glasses while pushing an empty baby stroller. I made a milestone decision while waiting, which is not to renew my own license.

I find myself doing odd things such as going into a room for one thing and ending up looking at ten. Something always needs straightening or throwing out. As imagined, the studio is the worst. The lovely lady who helps us would love to clean in there, but I have assured her that all those piles of paper are important half finished projects I will get to when I find time.

In the meantime I can go sit in the garden and enjoy just doing nothing.

Author: kaytisweetlandrasmussen83

I am a retired fine arts teacher, sculptor/painter, writer, and a native Californian. I love my family,dogs, horses, movies, reading and music, probably in that order. I have been married forever to a very nice man who is nice to old ladies, dogs and children.

13 thoughts on “MILESTONES”

  1. Same here, although still going for our walks. Milo forces us! The coffee rituals sees us through to about 10 o’clock (am) after which we might shower and get dressed.
    You have a nice court-yard. A place to sit, feel some sun and ponder about nothing much at all is important. I very much liked this piece,Kayti. Very comforting.


    1. Yes, the days are different through the years. I find it very interesting to see that the same changes happen to us all. We think we have an option on aging, but we don’t; we are alike. Except for the aches and pains, I rather like growing older.

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  2. It will be an odd thing when my kids are gone, and I can go back to just being in charge of myself. I suspect my routines will change too. Sitting in the garden and enjoying doing nothing sounds wonderful. Of course, it would help if I had a garden…


  3. Well, look at you, tucking that bombshell into the middle of your post. Deciding to stop driving is huge. (Oh, dear. That word has been transformed in only a few months to yuge!, which reminds me of He Whose Name Shall Not Be Mentioned. Dear me– the language changes, too.)

    My aunt sold her car a few months ago. Mom stopped driving when she moved down here. Of course, she may have lost her car, but she gained a chauffeur, so there’s that.
    I think about that day when I’ll no longer be able to drive a lot. It makes me quiver. While I still can, I’m going to make the most of it.

    Your comment about the sorting and straightening made me laugh. I have a friend who’s been cleaning out a big closet for months. Every time she starts again, she finds something like a shoebox filled with photos, and there goes the weekend!


  4. It wasn’t such a sudden decision, I’ve been considering it for awhile. Keep going and going as long as you can drive. Our destinations have grown shorter, so I’m glad we went for it when we did. We did the same with travel too and I keep telling “all” my kids (you included) do it as long as it’s fun. ,As you get older you have the money and the time but you lose the inclination. When you travel around in later life, take a cab, uber, bus, train, whatever. Of course we have BART here so that takes us a lot of places. You can always get somewhere.

    I laughed at your friends shoebox because I found several of them in the studio which have photos of a whole group of friends taken about 10 years ago. It will be fun to get together and laugh at how we have all changed.


  5. Yikes! I, too, partake in the 2-hour coffee routine, and damn anything that threatens to derail it. Your candor in this post is tender and brave. Your description of the Fremont DMV is one reason that the bloom is off the rose in my home town.


  6. As we’re all too prone to say: “Things change”, no matter what we call it; routine, habit, patterns, passages. I read once that it only takes 21 days to change a habit. Of course if it’s a pleasurable habit, why change it?


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