"When I grow up, I want to be an old woman"
"When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple"
I've given thought, over the past few years, to aging. I think the trick to aging is having something to look forward to. With that in mind, I have developed a few plans:
At 50: I am going to find someone to take the kids for a week or two so that Howard and I can go on a vacation alone together to Italy. I've always wanted to go to Italy.
At 60: I am going to dye my hair purple. No explanations to anyone when they ask why.
At 80: I plan to start smoking again and sit on street corners, telling the people who pass by how to live their lives. You know: "Get a job." "Why are you dressed like that? You look foolish." etc etc etc.
When he heard about my plan for 80, my brother Kevin told me that he was going to be the little old man that all the "cute girls" wanted to help. I told him that was a fantasy, not a plan. He needs to get a plan. I don't know if he has yet.
I'm not sure what I want to do when I turn 70: any ideas?
What fabulous plans might you come up with for aging?