We love our early retirement, and our reveling in the honeymoon period of our Endless Weekend. The only thing we regret is not starting it … earlier! But one only needs look at the word “retired” and its synonyms, on the photo to the right, and be filled with sadness… The definitions of the word “retired” are all so … depressing (definitions from wordnik.com/words/retired):
- Withdrawn from one’s occupation, business, or office; having finished one’s active working life.
- Withdrawn; secluded.
- Secluded from society or from public notice; apart from public view.
- No longer active in your work or profession
OUCH! Is that how society views the retired?
Many people have adopted their occupations to identify themselves by taking their last names to be their professions, even centuries ago:
When contestants are introduced on Jeopardy, it’s first by their jobs, then their location, and finally their names. And given our love for trivia, that is definitely an indicator 🙂
Are our jobs such a profound part of who we are that they identify us, so much so that when we’re retired we’re without identity? Without a purpose? Left in a secluded spot or put out to pasture like the rusty, old car in the first image? Finished one’s “usefulness”?!
NO WAY! It’s the best time to be had! When people ask us “what do you do” we have an answer that brings joy to our hearts…
Are you defined by your job? What will you want to do when you reach your Endless Weekend (I’m done calling it “retired” 🙂 )? What are you doing during your Endless Weekend?
Interesting trivia: who owns pigeon droppings in England? (Hint: it’s job-related 😉 )
Answer to last post’s trivia: SOS stands for … nothing. It was the Morse code for distress signal because it was easy to transmit: 3 dots, 3 dashes, 3 dots. Save Our Souls is a nice coincidence, nothing else. Big gold star to Cindy Bruchman for her brilliant response.