People seem to die at around 80-85
 

I've noticed in a lot of the obits lately that 80 to 85 seems pretty typical for check out time. The last 50 years went in a blink of an eye, I am now thinking about what I intend to do with the next 30 to 35 assuming I get that many. Maybe more.

I also think that I probably won't live to see my kids turn 50 or maybe not even 40, that part is sad. 30 years doesn't seem like all that much time and despite having done a shitload of things in my life, I've hardly scratched the surface of what I'd like to do.

I wish more in my family had died around, say, 46.

I'm looking at the older generation, and the 80-85 mark is coming up soon for them. The coming decade is going to be a bittersweet one, with my kids growing up, and my parents' generation declining.

I guess that's life.

Me too, Glatt. So far my family has only had to experience the death of two very elderly grandparents (Grandpa was 85 and Grandma was 98). Now that almost 50, I'm getting seriously more worried that the odds of someone dyeing soon are getting pretty good. We are starting to push up on that time line and the possibilities are getting squished closer together instead of spaced out by lots and lots and lots of years.

I have a TON of stuff still to do. I need to live to be 100. So the exercise, quitting smoking and drinking, and eating healthy are part of my efforts to achieve that. I'm retiring when I'm 70 and need to be spry enough to gallavant all over the country in my luxury RV.

/nod

I'mm'a come down there and beat some sense into you one day very soon, young lady.....

I am hoping I will kick before 70, that is when all my term insurance ends and it would set the wife up very nicely if I could support her after I am gone.

What does the wife think about this? Maybe she'd rather have you around than all that money? (maybe not .... :unsure:)

That is an extraordinarily sad statement.

I hope I die when all I have to look forward too is a change of diaper and soothing voices. i hope that is a long way away.

My parents are already dead, so at least that's out of the way.

Now it's just a matter of watching my kids grow up and hoping they don't fuck up too badly along the way, and finding out what fun surprises my FIL has in store for us as he heads along toward the long sleep. He just turned 81 today. At the moment he seems to be very interested in arranging his finances and I'm surprised at how little there is to arrange considering the huge fuss he's making about it.

As for me? I could do a lot more interesting things if I wasn't married. But then, I'd have to get a real job so I wouldn't have any time to do them. Huh. My main goal in life lately is to have some really good sex at least one more time before I'm too old. It ain't lookin' too likely, at least if someone else has to be involved.

HAHHAHAHAHAHAHA

Good one.

Yeah.... *sigh*

Mom and dad are now both 83. Mom's still going strong, despite several cancers; dad's starting to fail. His memory has been a bit foggy for a few years now, but his body is finally giving out. He's been in the hospital 4-5 times in the last year with pancreas issues.

I know the time is near and I really dread it.

I hit that wall at about 45. Decided that whatever I wanted to do, it sure as hell wasn't being a government employee that takes a train with 2.6 million other cuberats to work every day.

I bugged out for the boonies almost 7 years ago, and it may well have been the smartest thing I ever did. Yeah, I haven't had a real job in all that time and I'm waaaay broke (but as it turned out, so is everyone else these days, so wtf!), but I don't regret a second of it.

I don't have any kids, so no worries there, but as for "what I've accomplished in my life?" Hell, I'm living the life of Riley here - I consider that an astounding accomplishment in today's world, given that so many are in terrible mental, emotional, and financial misery. I'm poorer than I've ever been, but I'm happier than I could have ever imagined.

My life philosophy is: worry less about "what I've accomplished" and focus more on "what makes me and mine happy." It makes all the difference in the world.

:)

Glinda, that was a lovely post. I'm dealing with a lot of the things you talked about: how I would love to bug out, make me and mine happy, leave the race of rat. You inspire me!