Who’d a thunk it? That’s the title of a book I’m toying with writing. the subtitle might be “A contrary plan for retirement happiness”
I’ve been mulling this idea over for a while and wanted to bounce the idea off of you, the faithful readers of this All About Seniors column. So I’m looking for some feedback on this one.
Why would I consider such a project? Well certainly not for money, I’ll assure you of that up front! In fact, I expect it would probably be a money loser. No, it would be another adventure (I’ve never written a book…..yet!) that I think might be fun to pursue and share with others.
The basic idea of the book would be to share our experience of “Becoming farmers” at this stage of our lives: why we did it, what we learned, what not to do, the benefits, pitfalls and how much we’re enjoying it.
The crazy thing is we absolutely did not plan to do this…..it just kind of happened as we tried to seek God and follow His direction. So, why would we move from “Paradise” (Hilton Head Island, a beautiful resort destination) to “The Pitts”, a little farming community in south central Georgia? In fact, that’s exactly the question our cross-the-street neighbors asked us when we first met them seven years ago!
That’s a great question and there are many angles to the answer:
First of all, it’s closer to six of our nine grandchildren so we get to see them far more now that we’re just 50 minutes away instead of five hours. Has that worked out the way we intended? Absolutely….. in fact, better! For most of them, all they’ve ever known of us is that we’re their old grandparents who live on the farm and they love to come visit and stay overnight whenever their parents allow them.
Second, we love being a bit more “Self sufficient” (although in truth, none of us is self sufficient at all). But, the idea of having a well, and being able to raise our own meat, eggs, fish and grow our own food is somewhat comforting, even though it is a lot of work. But mostly, a labor of love!
I get to walk our dogs around our own lake in the morning instead of on a public beach. Don’t get me wrong, I used to immensely enjoy walking our boxer, Ozzie, on the beach, especially to watch the sun rise over the Atlantic in the mornings. But the security patrolmen knew Ozzie by his first name because he loved to break out of the yard and go dog watching himself on the beach which was a big “No-No”. I don’t know how many times I had to bail him out of puppy prison!
Another reason is the economics of it all…..Is it profitable? Not really, until you consider the housing cost, taxes and insurance. Then, it makes a lot of economic sense.
I could go on and on about all the things we like about country living. And I do understand it is not for everyone; in fact, probably not for very many at all, especially seniors at this stage of life. It is definitely a contrary path to retirement happiness…… a path much less traveled!
Thanks for reading All About Seniors…..see you next week!
PS So how about some feedback. Would you read it if I wrote it? Thanks in advance for responding to email@example.com.
Bill Milby is a Director of Visiting Angels® of Central Georgia, a non-medical, living assistance service for seniors. If you have questions or comments about this column you can reach him at firstname.lastname@example.org