My Oughtobiography
Things I ought to do, but don’t want to do
If I had a dollar for every time I said I ought to do something, I’d be one rich woman!
My oughts consume my thoughts.
Retirement has been a wonderful time of life for me to do whatever I feel like doing. My time is my own and I can fill it with as much or as little activity as I desire.
My adult children envy the time my husband and I have to do all the things we love without any obligations. But I remind them, there is a price to pay. Along with retirement comes old age and along with old age comes aches and pains and never-ending doctor appointments.
Yet for now, I am grateful to still have enough time and energy to enjoy life! Sometimes I feel like a twelve-year-old again, remembering what it was like to be a kid on a hot summer day. It was so much fun. My neighbor Marianne had a fancy built-in pool and I’d join the rest of the kids in the neighborhood to swim in her pool almost every day.
I felt so free. My older sister was usually at a friend’s house and my mom worked full-time, so she wasn’t home during the day. If I got lonely I’d just call my grandma and ask if I could come over. Of course, she always said yes. I’d walk the few blocks to the bus stop, hop on the bus, and ride for 30 minutes to her house.
