50's plus

Today was the second day of hard labor with one, at least, to go in our household before the house is ready to leave for six months. Yesterday it was scrubbing the eaves and gutters and today it was more of the same and trimming of the trees and bushes, too. My friends all went out for lunch today, followed by a house tour event in Crystal River. I, on the other hand, being the foreman of the hard labor projects around here, had to be on hand to oversee the jobs to be done. The job of foreman however, did not exclude me from the grunt work that had to be done. I had to do the hauling of limbs and debris, along with scrubbing everything at my level on the ground.Sometimes I wish we lived on the other side of the street, in the condos, where everything is taken care of for the owners. The price of independent living.

I've noticed that we are now called the 50's plus part of society, rather than seniors or the elderly. Heck, it can't be old because I have a son that is 50.  I think I like that inclusion. I'm in the the same group as my son. (Don't gasp with horror, son).

 That doesn't denote that we have been put out to pasture like a retired horse or ready to put down like an aged pet. Instead, it sounds like we are part of those still working and contributing to society. As it should. Just because many of us have stopped drawing a salary doesn't mean that our life is any less important to society.

Just look at the contributions made by so many 50's plusers that you hear about every day. In fact, not having to work for a salary, frees us up to do or be anything we choose. It's great, once you get into the groove of it. For myself, I have been able to focus on and have energy for other things that are important to me. I know, there are plenty of you who just can't wait to join us. Eat your heart out.