Today I have been thinking of the coming year.
We are having a casual January to clear the farm and to set things in perspective. In February I will have to start doing things…
I’m likely to have more time on my hands in 2017 because, as Julia has pointed out in a kind yet firm way, I’m unemployable. Age, size and lack of formal qualifications are all against me, and that’s before you consider that I’m rude, lazy and look like I’ve dressed in the dark. When looking at job adverts I have noticed that these qualities are not often requested.
On the other hand I do have my own tools and an estate car. If there’s nothing in prospect by spring I can always go gardening again, though I will be more selective with my clients this time. No gardens with steep slopes and steps, for instance.
Extra time is not all bad, as it will give me more time to shop and cook, resulting in us eating food that is better and cheaper. We will also probably lose weight, particularly me if I am doing more gardening. Time, I think, to rearrange our neglected garden on Permaculture principles. I might be poor but I’ll be healthy, and full of fibre.
Work-wise I need something to keep the wolf from the door for the next nine years, at which point I will be able to draw my pension. Just nine years? Where did it all go?
I’m currently exploring a range of dead-end options to occupy my time until that day arrives.
One of my favourite farm photos – think in terms of stormy weather or pots of gold.
(To be continued…)
All the best to you, Quercus, as you transition into the next chapter of your life. I hope you find something enjoyable to fill up the time.
That is a most beautiful rainbow. I hope you can find the pot of gold.
It’s the early stages yet, but someone rang us yesterday and things are looking up. We just have to wait until June, which is a bit of a trial…
Age should not be a barrier in view of recent legislation. However, your plans seem quite appealing….. you are probably right in estimating improved health and such in view of the change in circumstances.
We will see… 😉
If you want any tips on filling an idle moment without doing anything useful, I am your man.
As long as it doesn’t involve singing – I was made to mime at a school concert in 1967 and haven’t sung sober in public since then.
I was asked to stand and the back and mime too. It is only in the last three years that I have found that I can sing (up to a point anyway).
Good luck, good luck!
Thank you.
I wish you well in your transition, Quercus. (As you are capable of getting dressed in the dark, are there any openings for a dark room assistant?)
Not sure if they still have dark rooms in this digital age. They have gone the way of bookies runners and saggar makers bottom knockers.
Oh, I think you could seek one out – try surfing the net 🙂
Amazing! There are jobs advertised. Who would have thought it?
🙂
I love the farm photo with the rainbow too!