Since we moved to the Old Folks Home (continuing care retirement community) four years ago we have more friends and acquaintances and are more social than at any other times in our lives. I (70 at the end of the year) play pony canasta, Italian canasta, Spite & Malice, Rummikube and/or Mexican train five days a week. Cliff (88 on his next birthday) plays all of the above and adds bridge, chess and poker — he plays something six days a week. I cherish my Tuesday afternoons at home alone at my desk after walking him to bridge (otherwise he sits down to read the paper, forgetting he’s on his way to cards). In spite of not knowing what day of the week it is or which drawer his underwear is in these days, he still plays and often wins his games even though he usually has a slow start with lots of questions about what he needs to meld.
I am involved with organizing the other cat ladies for lunch, cat sitting and helping to find new homes for kitties when my neighbors die or move to memory care or assisted living. Cliff gave up his garden plot this year (meaning I stopped organizing planting and harvesting) and is content to read or sleep when he’s not “gaming”. I always figured we’d continue to travel, but didn’t plan anything for our 40th wedding anniversary on Sunday because Cliff doesn’t have much stamina for walking, although he’d tell you that’s not true!