I’m sure that many retirees feel trapped in their own homes, if they’re lucky enough to have one. I can see where those living solely on Social Security or less would not have the resources to travel outside of their neighborhoods. They could perhaps go for a nice walk every day if they were physically capable but many are not. Some are overweight while others have challenges of illness and strength. There’s the wheelchair-bound, those with bed sores, and memory concerns. Unfortunately, they become a burden to their offspring, spouses, and other caring relatives. Friends are few, with many having passed on or moved, and life is surely lonely. Often times, getting to Church is the sole social experience of the week, and prayer a primary activity. TV, radio, and newspaper sadly provide their only companionship during the long days.

Then there are the fortunate, like myself, that need the time at home to recover from frequent adventures. I never feel trapped at home, even though others might be critical of how I spend my time. I do watch a lot of video every day but I find it relaxing and entertaining, My wife and I even go to movies every Saturday night, despite an overload during the week. I like documentaries and mysteries, and at this point in life can’t seem to get enough of them. I’m just not quite ready to make a commitment to a regular “work” schedule again. I’ve had enough of that routine throughout the years and don’t want the responsibility, nor do I want to lose any flexibility. It’s admittedly classic laziness, but I selfishly value my alone time – “my time.” (See Post #30). I discovered this early in my retirement and haven’t yet changed. Hopefully, I will eventually get to a point where I want to give back, and will still be physically able to do so. In the meantime, 100 nights away from home is more than enough stimulation.

I’m still running every day, but my pace is noticeably slower. Physically, I can do 100 sit-ups and 88 push-ups every day. I’m going in for another exam on my shaky hands that was previously diagnosed as peripheral neuropathy. There is some numbness in my hands and toes, while chills seem to cause my shakiness. Other than this mild concern, my high blood pressure seems under control, and my mild loss of hearing is frustrating. I’m in very good shape for my age, and this is my biggest asset. Any material wealth that I’ve accumulated seems unimportant, although I illogically continue to enjoy collecting relics from my past. I often wonder what will eventually happen to these things? I suppose that they will either get tossed or occupy someone else’s collection. These are nothing more than personal badges of honor that have little value to anyone else.

I’m grateful that I don’t feel “trapped” at home, but recognize my good fortune in having the resources to travel. I also saved for this privilege, so it partially justifies any guilt. I make my share of contributions and try to help others, but there’s no end to the need and not nearly enough in my piggy bank. I’ve experienced some elaborate meals, lavish cruises, and luxurious vacations with so many of the world’s problems surrounding me. It’s often easy to ignore these issues when you’re in the comfort of your own home or on an elaborate adventure. I honestly wish that everyone could share in my retirement jackpot, but unfortunately only a relatively few get the opportunity to enjoy…Home Sweet Home!