Yesterday while walking George I was pondering on what I hadn't done. For instance, I never became a librarian. Not that I wanted to at the time, but I made a series of bad decisions education/career-wise. It turned out fine as it happened as I met Husband and became what I really wanted to be: a wife and mum. But I took the wrong paths.
So that set me thinking about being a librarian. I love books and reading. Or a research assistant to someone clever; I like doing research. And I was vaguely thinking, 'Well, I could do something about it now. I could do a course on libraries, or look for a post doing something like that.' But then I thought, 'Hang on a mo: you're 55. You're too old for anyone to employ you.'
Now let me explain: I don't actually want a job. My brain was just meandering as it does when I'm out walking, when it came to this sudden halt as the reality of my age hit me. People younger than me are taking early retirement; Husband is eagerly anticipating his retirement in the next few years. Things should be slowing down but I'M NOT READY! I'm too young to be 55!!!
Most of the time I don't think about it; it's just every now and again that I realise or am forced to recognise that I am 'not as young as I was, dearie.'
Pah, nonsense, I am too. Last night there were only two of us in circuit training: me and a 16-year-old boy. And did I keep up? Of course I did.
And tomorrow, when we go to the rugby - did I tell you Husband and I are off to the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff to watch Wales play Italy? - I'm going to have a dragon painted on my cheek. Watch this space!
x
Now just the thoughts of me and not my dog until I can persuade Husband we should get another.
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Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, September 14, 2007
Finally! ...
Arriving at Boots opticians for my appointment this afternoon I discovered they were offering free eye tests to the over 50s.
The first - as far as I can recall - time that being over 50 has been of benefit. Getting something free!
Admittedly I have had free mammograms since being 50 but, while they're undoubtedly beneficial, I refuse to think of them as a benefit.
Of course the downside is that the only reason these things are free is that over 50s are more likely to have problems. But my eyes at least are very healthy. I have to have new glasses but I was expecting that, and not only because my current ones are missing an arm. I've noticed their increasing ineffectiveness. I've had them a good few years: they must be getting worn out.
xx
The first - as far as I can recall - time that being over 50 has been of benefit. Getting something free!
Admittedly I have had free mammograms since being 50 but, while they're undoubtedly beneficial, I refuse to think of them as a benefit.
Of course the downside is that the only reason these things are free is that over 50s are more likely to have problems. But my eyes at least are very healthy. I have to have new glasses but I was expecting that, and not only because my current ones are missing an arm. I've noticed their increasing ineffectiveness. I've had them a good few years: they must be getting worn out.
xx
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