I keep looking at the calendar, and my half century mark is getting closer at an alarming rate. I’ve never been one for birthdays, for some reason I don’t enjoy them. I’m certain it has something to do with something my parents did, or didn’t do when I was a kid but that’s not really important here. For the moment I’m looking at where I am, and where I’d like to be in a few weeks when the imaginary number changes based on spinning celestial bodies.
When I was in college I was going to be rich at 50, (aren’t we all?), and no matter what it took, how much work or struggle, I was going to have the cool home, the fun toys, and the jet set lifestyle. I’m not sure the jet set lifestyle is still a thing, after flying Southwest, I’m pretty sure it’s not. When I got married and started a family, I was going to be the family guy with the reasonable house and nice lawn, aging gracefully with my spouse watching the kids grow up, move out and have lives of their own.
At 49 I don’t really have a plan for being 50. I have resolved not to join AARP for at least a few more years, even though they’ve found my mailing address. I’ve been looking at just keeping on keeping on, maintaining the status quo, moving through my life as if this number change didn’t matter, which, honestly beyond my own imaginings, it doesn’t.\
Over the last couple of months, I decided some things needed to change, even if they’re only little things. I made some resolutions, or decisions, set some goals. I’m going to be lighter when the clock strikes midnight that day. Both in spirit and body. The body part is easy, I know how to do that, fat carbs, calories, exercise. The spirit part I haven’t figured out yet. I’m hoping something hits me soon. I also figured it would be good to have a clean house, or at least cleaner than it is, to start the next quarter century. Progression there hasn’t been good either.
A friend of mine has been asking me to visit him in South America. I’ve been putting him off, claiming I don’t have enough time. This year, I’m making the time. I’ve never been there, it sounds like fun.
Lastly, I’ve decided to force myself to write more, and what better place than a blog? So, for the throngs of people waiting with baited breath for an update to the NSD blog, get ready, with a little discipline, things might perk up around here.