you've got me ringing hell's bells.
so this is weird, but when i think of myself as old, and ready to retire, i always think of myself alone. i guess that's pretty reasonable considering i'm not married, so it isn't like i think 'oh, when _____ and i retire', i just think about me. in the same vein, though, i don't even think about an imaginary, for now non-existent partner being there. it's kind of bugging me out!
also, manomet massachusetts is getting a run for its money from vermont in my category of 'places i want to live when im old and retire.' after being in vermont five times within the past 6 or 7 weeks, i have really gotten into it. so many people there are old, liberal, and crazy so i think by the time i'm grey-haired i'd fit right in. plus, the food is amazing. everything is local, organic, and so good. and it's fucking gorgeous all the time. i want to take pictures of all of it. people come there in the fall just to look at trees. damn dude.
don't ask me why i've got retirement on the brain, i have no idea considering i have like 40 years of working to go.
i also have been thinking about how most of my life i haven't really embraced my last name because everyone pronounces it wrong, etc, but for some reason lately i've been thinking about how i don't want to give it up when i get married.
i guess this is the shit i think about when i'm aimlessly driving around vermont or spending a 2 hour layover in cleveland waiting to make a 20 minute flight back to columbus.
other than that, i obsessively think about my apartment and all the furniture, etc. i want to amass for it. i am trying to transition out of ikea and that means craigslist, thrift store, antique stores and an extremely misguided proclivity for crate & barrel and cb2. how does anyone afford anything? furniture is so damn expensive.
and i've been listening to ac/dc non-stop since the classic rock station played hells bells three times in the three days i was there listening to it in the car. luv u champ 101.3 !
also, manomet massachusetts is getting a run for its money from vermont in my category of 'places i want to live when im old and retire.' after being in vermont five times within the past 6 or 7 weeks, i have really gotten into it. so many people there are old, liberal, and crazy so i think by the time i'm grey-haired i'd fit right in. plus, the food is amazing. everything is local, organic, and so good. and it's fucking gorgeous all the time. i want to take pictures of all of it. people come there in the fall just to look at trees. damn dude.
don't ask me why i've got retirement on the brain, i have no idea considering i have like 40 years of working to go.
i also have been thinking about how most of my life i haven't really embraced my last name because everyone pronounces it wrong, etc, but for some reason lately i've been thinking about how i don't want to give it up when i get married.
i guess this is the shit i think about when i'm aimlessly driving around vermont or spending a 2 hour layover in cleveland waiting to make a 20 minute flight back to columbus.
other than that, i obsessively think about my apartment and all the furniture, etc. i want to amass for it. i am trying to transition out of ikea and that means craigslist, thrift store, antique stores and an extremely misguided proclivity for crate & barrel and cb2. how does anyone afford anything? furniture is so damn expensive.
and i've been listening to ac/dc non-stop since the classic rock station played hells bells three times in the three days i was there listening to it in the car. luv u champ 101.3 !