Yeah, I never really thought about how my day would change. I was (and still am) all for her retiring a couple of years early. She was beyond miserable at work. Mostly with co-workers/bosses, not so much the work. It was weird. She worked for one of the local utility companies in specialized billing/auditing. Half of her team were union employees, and the other half were not. Hourly vs. Salary. Work habits, and mgmt not wanting to "ruffle any feathers", blah, blah, blah.I thought I was the only one that was affected by my wife being home. She works from home a couple of days a week every other week. She is here every evening and weekend. She doesn't really have any hobbies that get her out of the house, except the occasional shopping trip, which just blows money and adds more stuff to the house we don't really need. Thankfully she doesn't do it very often and she is a frugal shopper. She is always telling me to do what I want. She tells me to play when I want and to get out on my motorcycle and ride. For whatever reason when she is here I feel like I can't really do those things. I am not sure why but it does deter me.
We did it the other way: I was the one who was suddenly home all the time. The first month, I went and road my bike a lot - like 30 hours a week. Then I helped build houses 2-3 days a week. Even when home, I mostly stayed out of her space except to offer her lunch, or a glass of wine.Yeah, I never really thought about how my day would change. I was (and still am) all for her retiring a couple of years early. She was beyond miserable at work. Mostly with co-workers/bosses, not so much the work. It was weird. She worked for one of the local utility companies in specialized billing/auditing. Half of her team were union employees, and the other half were not. Hourly vs. Salary. Work habits, and mgmt not wanting to "ruffle any feathers", blah, blah, blah.
Anyway, the alarm used to go off at 4 AM so she could be in the office by 6, and she'd be done at 3. I've been full time from home since 2007. That meant I was online working before 5 every morning, and stopped around 5 every afternoon. That left plenty of time during the day where I didn't feel guilty running errands, playing guitar, watching a dvd, or taking a nap. Now, there is no alarm. We get up when the pooch says it's time. Usually around 6. That means I'm online by 6:30 and sign off at 4:30. We never talked about it, but I always figured she get a part time job (paid or not), or volunteer at some animal shelter. Just didn't think she'd be at home all day. She took the first year to tend to things around the house. Clean out, and donate, the clothes she's never going to wear again, etc. That started in April, 2019. Then, a year later, the world turned upside down, and she's been home ever since. Don't get me wrong, I love her being around all day. Someone to talk to besides the dog. It's just that my routine is now shot. I have never been one to play when she (or the dogs) wandered into the room. Now, if I do something during the day it's like, "Shouldn't you be working?" Oh well, first world problem! I'll get over it.
I keep hearing about the importance of getting direct sunlight into your eyes every morning when you wake up. And I mean direct, not through a window. Get outside, breathe some air and let the sun shine on your face. It's supposed to set your circadian rhythm and trigger the release of endogenous (natural) dopamine, which makes you feel good. I'm going to try that tomorrow.
I do that, too, from time to time.Funny thing is, there have been times lately where I can feel those feelings from my youth and it's from some of the old songs from my youth. Had on the oldies station in my car last week and when certain songs came on the radio I felt like I was being transported to another time. I mean it, it stirred something within me and for a few brief moments I could feel it all again.
So it's not gone, but something got lost along the way and I'm wondering if it's possible to reclaim it again to some degree.
I think I need to set up some kind of semi structured goals to accomplish something.
The band is all original music so that’s what I already do. I’m not a lead vocalist, my voice isn’t strong enough to do what I want to hear. I’m fine in a background vocal role.Maybe it's time to step back from the grind of gigging and performing, reset yourself, possibly focus on writing & composing.
Telling your own story through you own original recordings might be a good goal to refocus musically.
I am more than a decade younger than you are and I have experienced this a number of times. It could be that both of my parents passed a young ages and I have outlived both of them. I occasionally get into the thought that I have accomplished a lot in my life and some days I am just tired of striving for more. I guess that means I am ready to retire, possibly. I am not old enough or rich enough to do that. I usually end up in the strange place where I am not ready to meet my maker yet but if it happened tomorrow, I feel like I have succeeded at this thing we call life. Those feelings that come from my youth do feel good and give me a little motivation.This semi resonates with me but from a different angle.
I have no problem with playing just about every day. Fact is I'm taking a little break from working on church songs right now.
I'm now 70 (which may explain it) and I find myself wishing I could recapture the same magic, enthusiasm and wonderment of life when I was younger. Much younger. I'm not depressed and I am not suicidal. But some days I feel like the line in the John Mellencamp song where he sings "oh yeah life goes on, long after the thrill is living is gone."
Don't know, but maybe that feeling from my youth is a feeling that is reserved for youth when your're wide eyed, idealistic and just don't know any better. That sense of wonderment that I felt everyday. Where did it go? Too many knocks in life like we've all shared in one form or another? Or again, maybe being 70 has something to do with it. The fact that I'm that age doesn't bother me, but what's on my mind is "where the hell did 70 years go?" Blink of an eye!
Funny thing is, there have been times lately where I can feel those feelings from my youth and it's from some of the old songs from my youth. Had on the oldies station in my car last week and when certain songs came on the radio I felt like I was being transported to another time. I mean it, it stirred something within me and for a few brief moments I could feel it all again.
So it's not gone, but something got lost along the way and I'm wondering if it's possible to reclaim it again to some degree.
Or maybe I'm just being an old fool.
This works for me as well!Get Outside And Get Some Sunlight. Put Your Bare Feet In Some Dirt Or Grass And Get Yourself Recharged (Literally). Disconnect From Everything That Is Going On In The World And Don't Worry About Playing/Gear Or Anything. The Pendulum Will Always Swing Back Around. Trying To Force Things Usually Doesn't Work Or Work As Well As We Would Like. Let It Be...When Things Are Right It Will Happen.
This Has Always Worked For Me. I Hope It Helps You Also.![]()
Jason, same here with both my parents. Dad passed in 2016 and mom in 2021. They're in my thoughts everyday but prior to my turning 70 this past March is when the reality of how fast it's all going by really hit me and hard. I was a wreck but once my birthday came and went I felt like I jumped over a big hurdle and I've come to terms with a lot of things.I am more than a decade younger than you are and I have experienced this a number of times. It could be that both of my parents passed a young ages and I have outlived both of them. I occasionally get into the thought that I have accomplished a lot in my life and some days I am just tired of striving for more. I guess that means I am ready to retire, possibly. I am not old enough or rich enough to do that. I usually end up in the strange place where I am not ready to meet my maker yet but if it happened tomorrow, I feel like I have succeeded at this thing we call life. Those feelings that come from my youth do feel good and give me a little motivation.
This all resonates greatly with me as well. I turned 58 this year. I have been very settled with what I have for about 3 years now. I really see how things that I used to consider "urgent" really isn't urgent. I really let go of a lot of things at 55. I stopped caring about everything being in it home spot and everything being spotless. That was a good thing in my opinion. I let go of a good bit of stress when I stopped caring about those things.Jason, same here with both my parents. Dad passed in 2016 and mom in 2021. They're in my thoughts everyday but prior to my turning 70 this past March is when the reality of how fast it's all going by really hit me and hard. I was a wreck but once my birthday came and went I felt like I jumped over a big hurdle and I've come to terms with a lot of things.
One good thing (for me) about getting older is that you become more settled about certain things. What was once so important doesn't seem to really matter now in the grand scheme of things. But at the same time there is a certain "urgency" but it's not necessarily a desperate "gnawing in the pit of your stomach" urgency if that mackes any sense at all. This world is in such a bad place and I find I'm trying to run as far away from it as far as I can. I think that's part reason why I'm trying to find that youthful hope again. Right now the big hope within is to try and be a good, kind, decent and thoughtful Christian man. That and taking stock with lifes simple offerings and not trying to keep up with the Joneses.
One thing I am all out for is do be the absolute best I can when I play at church. Reason being: I'm serving the Creator of the universe and it's my way of saying thank you for all He's done for me. I'm not rich by any means and for the most part I'm living off my social security. But God's been good to me and He's given me what I need. Can't ask for more than that.
Retirement has worked out good for me. (Sleeping in is wonderul!!). My original plan was to work until I was 68 but I got let go from my job (contract worker) when the virus came to town. So I retired when I was 67 in March of 2020. Again, didn't quite get what I wanted but I got what I needed. Didn't want to work that long but because of the many setbacks I encountered during my working years I had to keep going. So I'm very fortunate in that sense.
So in the meantime I'm taking each day as it comes, trying to move forward while trying to find that spark from my youth. As I said, it's there but right now it only makes "guest apperances" from time to time. But man, it sure feels good when it comes and stays for a few.