Elita Dare

“Just living a boring life well”

After my long drive to Delmar for our 50th reunion, I was so ill with the flu when I arrived, I spent most of my time in my hotel room. I kept my distance from everyone and didn’t socialize as much as I wanted to, unfortunately. I’m sure many didn’t even realize I was there. 

Since then, I bought a small house in Pennsylvania. Not my first choice in location here but the investment and price were amazing. It’s old and has a history. It’s a unique and cozy one. I do my own repairs so far. I have built things like fences, simple furniture, doors, etc. I have even decorated the yard with a coop and chickens. I cheat and buy chopped wood.  No more chopping wood for me. When I bought this house, it was considered rural. It’s slowly becoming developed around here though, which means more traffic. The quiet is now gone. 

I found I couldn’t live very comfortably on SS alone, so I am working caring for seniors. Funny, I’m older than some of the people I care for. I am living life pretty much as normal in comparison despite being a breast cancer survivor. I remain healthier and stronger than most despite the twinge of arthritis. I didn’t get the memo to slow down as a senior and that I can’t do things. 

I love the mountains here. I will go on short hikes. I want to go on many of the trails here, but I don’t recommend going alone on many of them in case of an accident. Not the dare devil I used to be. Too many bears anyway. Someone stole my mountain bike so I can’t do that anymore. 

PA has a small spread-out population of Native Americans. I haven’t attended pow wows for several years. I would have to travel to other states for them. No chicken sitters available so I stay here.  My children are all around the US, so we don’t see each other very often. 

I may be alone but I’m not lonely. I just long for my children. I keep busy with one project or another. Just living a boring life well. I do hope to catch up, next September, with all the classmates I missed at the 50^th.