The reason I am saying this is that "DonnerBlitzen" just emailed me and was concerned that I was taking time off because I'm exhausting myself creating my homestead farm. Well, to tell it truthfully, I am exhausted, but NOT because of the farm. And bit can be attributed to my age, a bit to the busy aspects of my life, a bit because I don't like to slow down. Now for the spoiler......the reason for taking the past two weeks off from the blog is that my mother got hurt. I was devoting much of my precious time to taking care of her needs.....visiting, talking with doctors and nurse, meeting with with a myriad of social worker types, filing out forms, acquiring documents, meeting with PT people, attempting to have mom moved closer to where I live, dealing with medical insurances and money, etc. In this day and age when things should be electronic and digital, way too many offices still are dealing with paper and in-person meetings thus causing me mucho hours of work. Many of these official offices are 1 1/2 to 2 hours away, which means many hours wasted driving. Not that I'm whining or am expecting pity. This is just a bump in life, a hurdle to be dealt with.
But lets get back to DonnerBlitzen's suggestion that I take it easy, sell the farm, move into an apartment, and retire. DB told me that I could put the farm sale money into a diversified retirement fund, and live in an apartment where I could save even more money for retirement. Then I'd have more time to relax, take it easy.
Thanks for the advice, but no thanks. That's not for me! Having spent many hours these past days in hospitals and extended care facilities, I have zero interest in amassing every extra penny that I can just to put it into a retirement fund so that I can live as long as possible in some care facility sitting in a wheelchair and wearing a diaper as I drool onto a bib. Not for me! I'd rather die while shoveling a truckload of mulch or manure.
And that fat retirement fund? I fully intend to be poor. Yes. How's that for a shocker. Poor as in no investment retirement fund managed by some fiscal business entity someplace. I'd rather use my money to have this farm.
On top of that, I plan to enjoy every week and have fun. What's good getting old if I don't have fun? So what's fun to me?.......
...growing a new vegetable I haven't tried before. Next on my addenda is amaranth.
...raising livestock I haven't had before, like my pigs. Boy, I'm learning lots about pigs.
...devising new ways to use old pallets. I'm fiddling with some right now to make a new chicken pen.
...making creative trellises......and funky crazy yard art.
...creating a secret garden, a place to express my artistic side.
...experimenting how to prepare some new veggie I've never seen before.
And it's not only farming that I classify as having fun.
...creating my own home and learning building techniques along the way.
...exploring new beaches and snorkeling.
...spending time with friends.
...exploring the other Hawaiian islands.
...making blocks for my block printing efforts.
...seeing places outside of Hawaii.
Plus there are dozens a little 'funs" I do every day....I live!
...check on my orchids and rejoice with awe if I find one blooming.
...work on making friends with my donkeys.
...hand feed my chickens some grain out of my hand.
...watch the rabbits enjoy cucumbers or pipinolas.
...spread some bird seed and watch the wild birds.
...look for the little things growing and living, like tiny mushrooms, dwarf plants in corners here and there, interesting looking bugs, little lizards.
I aim live each and every day.
Yes, I see no fun in living as long as possible when that living has no fun. I believe in quality of life, not quantity. And no, I won't change my mind on this. Possibly due to my veterinary experiences, I've decided that life is all about enjoying it. Quality over quantity.
So here I sit, listening to a cane toad singing down in the front field. While I'm not fond of hosting a big cane toad, that doesn't mean that I can't enjoy hearing it sing. As it sings I'm aware that a barn owl is cruising over the pasture hunting mice. Seeing our resident owl at work is a joy. Glancing skyward I see stars......or at other times a full moon. I still love gazing at a full moon even if it means that sleeping may be difficult due to its brightness. How beautiful it is. With a full moon, our half grown kittens are active. I'll entice them indoors and offer them fresh catnip mice toys. Yes, it's fun watching them play.
Every day there are good things around me and fun & enjoyment to be had. Even on "bad days" I can look for and find good stuff. I'll never fit the stereotype of the old lady sitting in her rocking chair watching the world go by. Nor do I hope to die wealthy.