A
lot of friends have expressed concerns about how I would cope after
retirement, and I won't repeat my
grand plans, some of which I
am already successfully implementing, but will attempt to give a
glimpse of a retired academic's day-to-day life, to keep you all
reassured that I am doing fine.
I
get up at seven, just as I always did before. I cook my breakfast. I
have had the same breakfast for the past twenty years, except I used
to have a slice of ham, and I don't anymore. My breakfast consists of
freshly pressed orange juice, cottage cheese, a boiled egg, three
vegetables and coffee with frothed milk. I drink my coffee on the
balcony, and if the weather is bad, in a sofa in my sitting room. I
don't read or surf during breakfast or any other meals. I eat sitting
down and set the table nicely (see Gatehouse rules, still valid).
Then
I check my email and social media, still wearing my fluffy bathrobe.
The amount of work-related email has magically dwindled. Private
emails are mostly invitations to various events, which feels good. I
spend some time on social media which includes news and features.
Then
I shower and dress (see Gatehouse rules). Depending on the planned
activity of the day (see below), I either go off to the relevant
activity or do something at home or go for a walk. I have mid-morning
coffee at 10.30-ish, again, sitting down and not doing anything else.
I have a biscuit with my coffee. If I am still at home, I do whatever
I am doing (which can be work-related, like reading student drafts or
writing references), taking short breaks every 30 minutes to take out
garbage, prepare a meal, clean the bathroom and things like that.
For
lunch, unless I go out with a friend, I have a home-made soup or a
hearty salad. Then I go on doing whatever I was doing, with breaks,
etc. I may go and get groceries in the afternoon. I haven't yet
managed to sync my consumption of eggs and oranges so my shopping is
irregular, as demand dictates. Otherwise, if I haven't walked in the
morning, I go for a walk in the afternoon. Sometimes I have a goal,
for instance, return library books and borrow more. Sometimes I make
up a goal or just stroll around. If I am at home around three, I have
fruit. Occasionally, I feel like having a cup of tea, but for me tea
is a social thing, not something I do on my own. The Swedish Consumer
Board recommends three snacks a day, but I really cannot see where I
could squeeze another snack break. For dinner, I cook something nice.
I have almost stopped eating meat, but I eat fish and allow myself to
buy fresh fish from a local fishmonger every now and then. I have
become really skillful at
cooking for one.
Monkfish cheek on a bed of spinach
After
dinner, I might make miniatures (which I probably was doing in the
afternoon or even the whole day) or read some more social media, or
write. By 8-8.30 I am usually tired and call it a day. I have three
bedtime choices: watch a movie, read or listen to music. I rarely do
more than one of these things, and I have periods when I just do one
of them every evening. I watch movies on my computer, and I read and
listen to music in bed. I don't do anything else while listening to
music, and I never listen to music while doing something else,
particularly not when I am walking. I also write my journal before
lights off, in a nice notebook with a nice pen.
Regarding
my weekly activities, on Monday mornings I go to gym in
town, a bit far away to walk, so I take a commuter train, which is
more convenient and faster than the underground. I am back in time
for lunch (and my, am I hungry!). On Mondays, I water my plants.
Sometimes I have to water them more often, but it's good to have a
fixed day to do it so that I don't forget.
On
Tuesdays and Thursdays I walk with a group. Tuesday walks are longer
and more demanding, and if they are more than 10 miles, that's too
much for me. Thursday walks are shorter and classed as “easy”.
Some require travel to the starting point. However, unlike my Rambler
group in Cambridge, they never require a car (I found it frustrating
that fifteen people would drive thirty miles to the meeting place in
fifteen cars). Sometimes I walk on other days with other groups,
depending on what's on offer. There is always something on offer. I
am getting to know people. I have already
been asked to become a leader. I said not yet, but maybe later.
Every
other Wednesday I go to a concert. I have bought an expensive
subscription to the Concert Hall, but if you spread it between
individual events, it's not too bad. And I get 15% off other
concerts. If there is no concert, I may go to the cinema, and there
are theatres as well to consider.
I
have no regular activities on Fridays, but there is a lot to choose
from. I walk either in the morning or in the afternoon and do
something else: make miniatures, meet friends, go to a museum, or
write. Most museums in Stockholm are free, and those that aren't
often have one day a week when they are free. Since I can decide when
to go, I can choose a free day. I have
bought an annual senior pass to Skansen.
On
Saturdays and Sundays, if there is no interesting group walk, I go to
flea markets and car boot sales. There are several choices every
week. Even if I don't find anything, it's great fun. If you wonder
what I am looking for, it's mostly plastic and wooden dollhouse
furniture that I can upcycle, but occasionally I find treasures. I am
also looking for various recyclables for miniature-making: cheap
scarves, men's ties, lace and other fabrics; buttons and junk
jewellery, and various odd objects I can turn into something
interesting.
Found at a flea market on a lucky day
On
some Saturdays, I attend miniature-making classes or get-togethers. I
haven't yet started studying a new language, attending cookery
classes or volunteering at hedgehog rescue, because I have been quite
busy as it is.
In
between, I meet friends and family.
While
you may think my life is monotonous and boring, I find it peaceful
and enjoyable.
2 comments:
This does not sound monotonous. It sounds enriching and nourishing for the spirit. I am pleased to hear you are doing well, Maria.
What are you writing, asks Lydia
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