Retire In Style Blog Too

I just made up a word for the day. It has a meaning close to "a mess". I always called it the "diatrice," and I'm not sure if it's a word or how to spell it. I need you to work with me here. Keeping my world... well, really, my house, yard, and car, free of litter is hard for me. Procrastination can eat away at my time and prey on my mind. The piece of tissue on the floor, the stuff between my car seats, and the kitchen floor. I see it...I really do... but I suppose it is just not important to me. Sigh. There is a Swedish habit that my Swedish grandmother and her children practiced. They just put stuff away. When they were done raking, they put the rake away. When the cooking was done, they simply swept up the crumbs, washed the dishes, and put them away. Each morning, they were greeted by clean counters and a coffee pot that did NOT need washing. And the beds were made each and every day. A tuxedo bed (tucked in and smooth) was the aim.  I even see there is...

I was in my mid-sixties when I began blogging. Now I am 84 . My first blog was something about travel, and over the years, I have changed the title, domain (lost the old one), and found ways to connect with bloggers around the globe.  When Anuj Agarwat over at FeedSpot contacted me last week, I realized that maybe... just maybe... what I had written, or even what I might write, could be relevant to today's new retirees. I was chosen as one of the Top 100 Retirement Blogs. While I may be the 100th blog, it still seemed worth noting. Blogging has been a big part of my life for many years. But, as with all things, I grew tired of the whole thing. I seemed to me that I had said everything...twice or three times...and even though you might read it, I just didn't need to say it AGAIN! A New Lease on Life was the only way to define my emotional response.  The experience of getting older really isn't that fun. It is a bit like a birth experience. It was warm, safe, and comfortabl...