Don’t you just love a fresh start? A new year, a new home, a new job–there’s an undeniable rush of hope and possibility when starting a new chapter in life. The transition from full-time employment to retirement is more than a new chapter–it’s practically a whole new book. I never expected to make this transition so soon, but Lady Luck gifted me with a shot eat early retirement, and I dove in like an Acapulco cliff-diver–kasploosh! Now I have what I yearned for during my many years of teaching: lots of glorious time to explore all those interests I could never really fit into my busy working life. It’s a trade-off, to be sure: less money but more time. Let the fun begin!
Ahem. Shuffle. Stare at computer screen. Get distracted by flashing ad and follow it down a rabbit hole of internet fluff.
Here’s the thing about unlimited possibilities (well, limited by my wallet): how do I chose what to do with all this time? I wanted to write, of course, and work out regularly, and learn to paint with water colors, and travel to Canada and Latin America and parts of the U.S. I’ve never seen, and take gourmet cooking classes, and learn to play the guitar and golf and the piano and speak Spanish, and take singing lessons, and try pottery, and explore all the cool shops and museums and hiking trails and towns and parks and…
Really, what I want is to try as many different creative pursuits as possible. Why should I limit myself to just a few? And perhaps this indecision is actually not a bad thing. My main creative focus is writing, true, but dabbling in other creative pursuits could only be good for me, right? It’s like cross-training, cross pollination, food for thought. And one of the blessings of being this age is that I don’t care as much about what others think of my efforts. I’m very comfortable being a bumbling, bungling newbie who makes lumpy sculptures, lopsided drawings, and speaks Spanish like a tongue-tied three-year-old. Here’s to trying new things.