Dan and I went to Kelowna this weekend and bought ourselves a travel trailer. YAY! No more tent sex. Er, I mean, YAY!!!! Camping will be so much better now!
Anyway, we were fantasizing about the massive 5th wheel pull-outs that are available nowadays, with room for quads and motorbikes, kayaks and climbing gear… So you’re free to head out in the boondocks, enjoy the great outdoors while sitting back and watching your 40 inch HD Plasma TV in front of your blazing gas fireplace. I shit you not. Some of those trailers were nicer than my house.
Well, that got my brain rolling around the idea of retirement. What will we (as in our “Generation X”) be like in retirement communities? How will Senior Centers look in about 40 years?
Forget canasta and shuffleboard…. I envision 80’s theme nights with AC-DC blasting out, a bunch of saggy-pants gray haired old codgers playing games in a futuristic gaming room. Or Saturday nights might consist of a bunch of old ladies drinking wine and reminiscing about sexcapades in the olden days. Yoga in the day room. Vegetarian options on the menu…. We’ll shake our wobbly chins at each other and bemoan about the current generation being a bunch of pansy-asses. Why, in our day, we will say, WE didn’t have flying cars. We drove our cars ON THE ROADS…. In fact, we remember the days before ATM’s and iPods and the internet. We will remember the days long ago without 700+ TV channels. We will remember an Earth with polar bears. (Insert sad face here.)
Catering to the senior citizens of the future will NOT mean polyester elastic waist band pants. (I hope….) It will mean having a population over the age of 75 that began the whole environmental movement. It could mean we won’t be satisfied with Sunday family visits and blaring television and dinner served at 4 pm. I
think know we will still be who we are, only with more wrinkles and less hair. We’ll still love technology, good movies, great music. We’ll still eat pad thai and sushi. We will still question government, and try our hardest to protect our planet. We’ll still love dirty jokes and throwing around the F bomb when we’re pissed off. We will still be who we are.
Of course we will. We will define old age in our own way. The way we define ourselves right now. It’s a weird and daunting thing to think of, being old. But in it’s own unique way, it’s not something to fear, but to think “Bring it on”… I’m gonna kick Old Age’s ass!!!!