If you’re like most of us, you need to earn money by working for a living. Describe your ultimate job. If you’re in your dream job, tell us all about it — what is it that you love? What fulfills you? If you’re not in your dream job, describe for us what your ultimate job would be.
I am not like “the most of us” and I wrote all about my outlook on life the last time this prompt arrived Money For Nothing,1st time and I am not going to repeat it all. It was written on 15.02.2014. Since that date I have been retired for some time. Who wants to give a golden oldie work, I would probably fall asleep on the job.Yes, that would be a good job, mattress tester in a factory producing beds: perfect. Unfortunately this is done by machines today and not humans.
So what do I do with my time having nothing to do except for counting my pension money. At the moment I am working on my old photos, slowly but surely. You know the old days when you did not have a digital camera and everything had to be sent to the drug store for developing. There was not really a good opportunity to view your efforts on the computer, which you probably did not have in any case. This is now a thing of the past. I discovered in the hobby room, and also in our appartment, many folders containing hundreds of photos of the old memories of the days gone by. Holidays spent with or without the kids in Switzerland and visiting my parents in London and so I began to convert them digitally.
This masterpiece was taken visiting my best school friend in London in 1989, 27 years ago when I was 42 years old. Third from the left my youngest (sorry son, I know how you love photos of yourself on internet, especially in your teenage years), fourth from left my oldest son and next to him dressed in the then fashionable brown blouse and skirt – me. Actually I made it all myself, it was in the days when dressmaking was one of my necessary hobbies due to size. Next to me my dad’s girlfriend and then dad who is now getting on for 101 years old. Actually my youngest son is visiting him today in London with my daughter-in-law. Time flies. On the left my friend and her boyfriend holding the boyfriend’s dog and on the right my friend’s mother holding her dog. Oh, we were young and lovely then, what happened in the last 27 years? Mr. Swiss was taking the photo, someone had to.
This photo was uploaded by means of a scanner, but I have now discovered a better method. I take a photo of each of my old photos and upload them. I have a good DSLR camera which produces good results and it is easier and not so much stress. Otherwise I seem to spend all my time walking backwards and forwards to the scanner.
Otherwise I like/liked to take walks in the country visiting the cows and horses and taking photos of it all. That was until a week ago when I fell and since have been hobbling around with a cane and a special boot support for my left foot. It can only get better.
So I did it. No talk of looking forward to a shady nook in the local cemetery, or exchanging life’s experiences in a senior home – at least not yet. Tomorrow I have an excursion planned to the local town, visiting my doctor to take year’s overdue long term diabetes test to see if I can still dig my teeth into a cake (I still have my own teeth by the way) and afterwards a discussion on how to continue with my left foot. One of the pastimes of a golden oldie.