New year, new life

[darkemeralds]

I quit making New Year's resolutions a lot of New Years ago--total recipe for failure, in my book--but given that this January 1 will also be the first day of the rest of my life in a more particular way than every other day of the world, I'm giving it some thought.

The thing that has given my life its structure more or less continuously since 1970 is suddenly going to drop away. My external motivation for getting up in the morning, grooming myself, wearing decent clothes, leaving my house, and (in recent years) getting exercise will be no more.

I don't yet have a clue what will replace it. In my limited experience of unemployment, the lack of structure is not my best friend. But the key word is "limited." Will a month of do-nothing nightowl-dom be enough for a more natural structure to start appearing? Two months? How could I know? I've never tried it.

What's more, the fact of having a job has been one of a very few connections I feel to "most people," a broad if rather shallow patch of common ground. Google Plus keeps reminding me to list my workplace in my profile, because without it, I'm only 80% complete.

So, what new scaffolding will I build to keep my life from dissolving into a puddle of undifferentiated time?

I have no idea yet. I should probably be terrified. Maybe I am terrified and I just don't know it. How does one feel at an event horizon?

Comments

[darkemeralds]

I really do need to make the effort to connect with people, even in small ways, like just exchanging greetings at the coffee shop--even just making eye contact. It's ridiculous how self-isolating I can be.

I almost always decline invitations to do the smallest thing, and have done that so consistently for so long that any potential casual friends have dropped away, and I'm down to just a couple of non-family social contacts. Add to that my no longer having a car, and my orbit is distressingly tiny.

Volunteering is a real possibility. Habitat--issues of housing and homelessness in general--interest me a great deal. Also transportation issues. I can see getting involved in my neighborhood association (though that hews a bit too closely to my City-Hall-adjacent career, perhaps).

Great food for thought. I like the ring idea. For me it's the opposite: i feel noticeably naked without a ring on.

[ranunculus]

I had to -MAKE- myself accept invitations. Still do to some extent. In general the results were pleasant, and sometimes even really nice. I always kept clearly in mind that my fall back social action was to ask questions of whomever I was with, on the basis that people always like to talk about themselves. Works too.
The making eye contact thing is a challenge too. Some days it is easy, other days not so much. :)

[darkemeralds]

Honoring that instinct to turn down invitations has been a major breakthrough for me: understanding myself as an introvert, etc. But for some time now (the last two years, at least, since I started planning to retire), I've been aware that I may have taken it too far, lost whatever courage I had in sometimes going to less-comfortable places.

It's a balancing act.

And yes, I've also discovered the remarkable power of just letting other people talk about themselves. It's fun and safe, and listening really is a satisfying skill to try to master.

[ranunculus]

Oh, and I agree about the self isolating thing. Aaargh.