did in my "hot" days. (That is a joke.) I can say a lot of things I used to just think. People laugh, give me the benefit of the doubt or plain ignore me. Venting is still therapeutic. I like to walk and everyone thinks it's sort of amazing that I go as far as I do, especially in winter. I'm retired. That means I have the time to walk, to dawdle along with my dog and smell the snow (in the air, that is.) I have had the time to develop and nurture friendships. We support one another in the tough times and share the best laughs. We can meet for coffee and lunch and the time restraints often come from having not an obligation but a second coffee date to head to. I have had time to write and maintain this blog as sporadically or faithfully as I like. I play with my grandkids and don't have to worry about discipline. We can be silly and no one cares. I can still work the odd day. The great part is, if I have one of those coffee dates, I can say, sorry- no can do. O, and a couple of drinks makes me tipsy. So cost efficient and the hangover- negligible. There are senior discounts. I can holiday when people with families are still in school. It might mean being with a lot of other old crocks but it's not as crowded. Yeah, so getting old is cool- if you feel good.
I've been married a long time and often write about everyday events.