Tuesday, 21 April 2009

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.........

An impending birthday usually brings on a bout of introspection, navel-gazing and a re-evaluation of life circumstances, goals and ambitions, current rating on the happiness quotient etc.

Last year was my big 5-0 so turning 51 this Thursday does have a certain element of anti-climax. However, my annual life evaluation process has thrown up some interesting and exciting possibilities involving change of direction, change of address and change of life (not in the physiological sense but it can't be far off).

We're still in the preliminary stages of discussing ideas and options, however slowly but surely a plan is forming.

An unconventional, flying-by-the-seat-of-our-pants sort of plan, which, the more we think about it, the more appealing it becomes.

Of course we could be completely barking mad and all will turn to dust but it might.... just might, work out really well.

8 comments:

rosanna said...

I wholeheartely wish you a happy birthdat. A bit sooner in case I forgot.exide

Richard de pesando MA(RCA) said...

change of address?

Sandra Morris said...

Let's just say serious downsizing...

depesando said...

I've bee downsizing since I bought my first house - if I downsize any further I'll be in a cardboard box

tattyhousehastings said...

A flat in Bexhill would be a bit premature at fifty one me thinks. So must be more exciting than that...what???

Sandra Morris said...

A flat in Bexhill would be my idea of purgatory.

So downsizing yes. Bexhill no.

Cardboard box eh? Hadn't factored that particular option into the equation but it's worth perusal....

joyce said...

Hmmm - New country??? Different lifestyle??? Different kind of house??? Could I be close???

joyce said...

If you both have the same dream and it is what you both want then go for it.

If you don't then in years to come you will always wonder if you should have done it.

Don't leave it too late.

When DH was 50 he decided the time had come to retire so we sold the house, put everything into container storage (apart from the cat) and hitched a 12' caravan onto the back of the car and headed North to find somewhere to buy.

Worked out for us.