Life after 60 is intense. So, why on Earth would anyone want to start a blog at our age? Isn’t there enough talk in the world? Don’t we all have better things to do with our time than share our opinions with the world?
Okay, let’s not sugar coat this – getting old is a bitch!
There’s no instruction manual to read or special training we can take along the way. The Scary World of Aging is filled with shocks and surprises around every wrinkled corner.
For most of our lives, we look forward to retirement as if it was the ultimate destination. We monitor our savings account, hoping that we have enough money to maintain our quality of life. We think about all of the fabulous places that we want to go. We dream about what we will do with ourselves when, for the first time in more than 4 decades, we have free time again.
Second Chapters. Third Acts. Call it what you will, your sixties are a time to recreate, reclaim and often reinvent yourself. You may be retired or partially so. You did a good job with the kids and they are carving out their own lives now. Maybe you’ve left a marriage and find yourself single again.
You’re a Boomer. So what? By now, you’re probably retired. Or at the very least, retirement is on your radar. Studies have shown that the average retired person has 7.5 hours of leisure time every day.
Cooking in your 60s is different than when you are younger? Don’t you think?
When we would younger, we cooked because we had to put food on the table. Our kids were hungry during the day and our husbands came home hungry. So, we would just throw something together to make sure that everyone was full and somewhat happy.
As my kids will tell you, for decades, my baking skills were limited to burning grilled cheese sandwiches. On second thought, I’m not even sure if toasting bread counts as “baking.” Perhaps one of my more accomplished Sixty and Me sisters can clarify this for me!
If you have a nose for high fashion, but, don’t always have as much as you would like to spend on it, welcome to my world!