WHY

 Okay...Why do I refer to myself as a senior hermit?  The senior part is obvious, I'm old, but the hermit part...yeah...here goes.

I am not a people person. I never have been. My people intake has to be in very small doses indeed. I prefer to spend my time on my own. Yes I am married and yes it can be a problem given as my husband is a very sociable person and is very needy when it comes to people contact.

Why have I titled  this blog The Senior Hermit? The senior part is obvious. The hermit part?  I am not a people person.

While I am probably a born  introvert I think the condition was probably exacerbated by childhood environment. I was an only child with no other children in the immediate area. My companion were my parents and grandparents and their associates. 

When I went to school (a one room school miles from our home) I was appalled to find myself surrounded by children...around 20 of them of all ages.  They were children, they talked and acted like children, I was an adults in my speech and actions. School was a misery.

My poor mom realized there was an issue and tried to socialize me by inviting kids over to play with me. We all begged her to stop. It was too late.

Anyway life progressed, school was gotten through and work life began. I was at my last job for 20 years and I am most grateful to the large Canadian corporation that employed  me for keeping me and tolerating my weirdness. 

Now I am deliriously happily retired. I am a contented seniors hermit happily avoiding social contact as much as possible. 

So there you have it...why the senior hermit...not that anymore asked lol.

Its Really All Real

 I find it interesting that everything fake in the world that man has created has been crafted from elements already existing in the world. If an artificial element is made from already existing elements then, is it artificial or just an extension of one or more existing elements...ie...real?

Decor Styles

 I used to buy every decorating magazine I could get my hands on. USED TO. I would absorb the many different styles...modern, mid century, traditional, Scandinavian...etc...

Now, of course, there are many more styles...boho, cottage, modern farmhouse, dark academia. Etc.  

I look around my home. What, I wonder, is my style.  I have furniture and accessories inherited from my parents, grandparents and great grandparents and a few new items I have purchased myself both from retail outlets, thrift stores, garage sales and even from the giveaway table in our building. How does one label this look?  It's comfortable, cozy, practical....what is it? I guess all that matters is that it pleases my eye and I'm content with it. I don't want to live in a home that has been designed like a stage set within which I 'produce ' my life. This cobbled together conglomerate IS my life.

 Tell me you're an introvert without telling me you're an introvert. 

Okay.

The cleaning  lady was here for THREE HOURS yesterday. I was so exhausted by the time she left l had to take a nap. 

As Soon As You Can

 RETIRE AS SOON AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN...that's my advice to you.

My husband retired at 65, myself at 62...the freedom oh the freedom...to come and go as you please.  Now, just a few years later (or so it seems...he's 80 now) he has broken his hip and is going blind.  We are back to a scheduled life of psw's and nurses. I'm unable to leave the house without a great deal of pre-planning.  So...enjoy your retirement freedom. Retire as soon as you can because you never know how long it will last.

 Round and round

On the merrygoround

The painted horses

Go up and down

Up we smile

And down we frown

Life is like

A merry ground.