So, I decided to implement my OWN five year plan. I think I kind of did it anyway, when I separated at the age of 59. Just because I am in the winter of my life, doesn't mean I should stop having hopes, plan and dreams. Those things are not just the preserve of the young!
I knew I would probably be aging alone, so I resolved to do a-l-l of the following, and put them into my "unofficial five year plan."
1) move back home (...where my heart has always been!)
2) get into shape (...yoga, jogging, walking, hiking, cycling,golf)
3) test my physical fitness with a big challenge (... hiking the 820 km Camino did it for me!)
4) teach as much as I could, to grow my pensions.(...ending up working for two school boards at the same time.)
5) find a permanent home for me and Vimy. (...I bought a house.)
6) travel a bit.
I DID all of those things, between the ages of 59 and 64. I stuck to my plan!
Now MY NEW, OFFICIAL FIVE YEAR PLAN, from age 64 to 69 is to ...
1) Extend my deck to more fully enjoy the short seasons of spring, summer and fall.
2) Put up a fence so Vimy will have a completely fenced in yard in which to run around.
3) Spend as much time as possible with my sweet, little granddaughter.
4) Travel.
5) Gradually ease out of teaching completely, and be TOTALLY retired.
6) Travel more.
7) Did I say TRAVEL?
8) Make my volunteer work centred around seniors.
THIRD FIVE YEAR PLAN? From 69 to 74?
GET THE H?%! OUT OF DODGE DURING OUR LONG WINTERS! Sacrer mon camp d'ici pendant l'hiver!!! Find an inexpensive little trailer to rent somewhere in Florida, where Vimy and I can drive down after Christmas and park ourselves there until early April! THAT'S IT FOLKS! The sum and totality of my third, five year plan. Can you blame me?
My house, my car and my KING OF THE CASTLE hill where I did my duty Friday, keeping the little ones off this HUMONGOUS pile of snow... at least fifteen feet high, if not more.
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