Adjusting to retirement is no small undertaking. I had the “privilege” to retire at 58. I am now approaching 72 and find that the years between then and now have not only flown, but the variables that have been introduced from year to year have been surprising, unexpected and characterized by change and upheaval. There is no such thing as a constant in retirement.
The earlier years were identified by specific plans and expectations that had been carefully laid out in the last year or so of our “working” life. We knew that we would be moving to another state. We had developed our dream house and had begun making the steps necessary toward its construction. We thought then that we had given consideration to all the implications of our retired existence. For the first year, we began putting in place all the details of