I was talking to a friend the other day about some impressive deductions she had made based on a couple of meetings slated for the same day. "You're such a detective!" I told her.
"Maybe that can be my retirement job!" she answered.
Indeed.
Because, lately? Retirement jobs seem to crop up quite frequently in conversation. Just this evening our neighbor and her mom who was visiting from another state came over to see the freshly painted living room. The mom, who is a retired educator herself, was impressed. "When ya'll retire, you can rent yourselves out as painters!" she gushed.
And so it goes. Even though retirement is still several years away, it is steadily colonizing our ideas of the future. Will we be teacher assistants, dog trainers, or prep cooks? Will we be Uber drivers, museum docents, or personal chefs? Will we become journalists, finally publish our writing, or open an indoor dog park? Where will our passions and necessity lead?
I haven't seen this many open doors in the distance since I was in college.
"Maybe that can be my retirement job!" she answered.
Indeed.
Because, lately? Retirement jobs seem to crop up quite frequently in conversation. Just this evening our neighbor and her mom who was visiting from another state came over to see the freshly painted living room. The mom, who is a retired educator herself, was impressed. "When ya'll retire, you can rent yourselves out as painters!" she gushed.
And so it goes. Even though retirement is still several years away, it is steadily colonizing our ideas of the future. Will we be teacher assistants, dog trainers, or prep cooks? Will we be Uber drivers, museum docents, or personal chefs? Will we become journalists, finally publish our writing, or open an indoor dog park? Where will our passions and necessity lead?
I haven't seen this many open doors in the distance since I was in college.
Sounds exciting!
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