My move to the retirement facility (If joining the thread late, at least skim the first few posts)

The only thing I usually go to with regularity is exercise, because it’s critically important to my health and it’s right here in the building. Being sedentary is the biggest enemy of people who are aging. Three years of self-imposed isolation for covid took a toll; I was shocked at how tiring even mild stretching and small weights were. I was going three days a week until this surgery forced me to put it aside for two months. Now I have to get back into it (starting this next Monday) and make it a priority.

I did try a few acrylic painting classes, but I don’t like the woman who is teaching it, and it’s basically painting for the clueless. I used to paint with oils and this is just Bob Ross on tranquilizers.

Eventually this knee will heal to the point where getting out and doing things on our own can resume, but that’s months down the road, likely next spring, so I’m trying to be patient, but it’s not my strong suit.

I do have friends-- I went to high school and college in this city and worked here for decades, too. And of course, most of my friends are in my age bracket, give or take 10 years either way. It’s just that it hit me at the event that I LIVE here now. In a place that identifies itself as a residence for Old People. And I AM old-- 70 really isn’t the new 40. It’s definitely not what 70 was when I was a kid-- 70 was truly over the hill with one foot in the grave in the 1950s. But we baby boomers have refused to get old, even when clinging to youth becomes ludicrous.

It’s just the aging thing and coming to terms with the reality of it.

Life here is going to be better in just about every way than it was in my house. So much I don’t have to worry about at all-- yard work, meals, utilities, cooking/grocery shopping for one, finding someone to eat lunch with, worrying about the cats’ safety. And the cost (have I mentioned that: $2,300/month for everything :astonished:) can’t be beat in any standalone residence.

But as @Chefguy said, I probably will avoid the cutesy-pie activities (except exercise) – bingo, board games, chair volleyball :roll_eyes: for a while. Truth be told, I’ve never been a joiner or a team-player-type at any age.

And therein lies my problem. We have nothing in common with most of the people who live in this building. While they are generally well-educated people who had decent careers, most of them have never ventured outside of the bordering states other than perhaps having taken a cruise somewhere. They are, in general, church-going, hotdish-eating, inward-looking folks who I have nothing in common with other than age group. A lot of them are widows who are living off what their husbands put in the bank, whose topics of discussion are about grandchildren and perhaps venture into the political realm.

I never thought that travel and world experiences would be a liability, but in the Midwest (and most places, truth be told) we are curiosities that others can’t relate to. I can’t begin to count the number of times I’ve had to explain what the U.S. Department of State is to supposedly educated people.

Well, this is turning into a rant, which has nothing to do with the OP, so I’ll shut up now; just having a bad mental day.

Right, we are not old in the same way as our grandparents. You live there now, but get out while you can, find someone to eat lunch with even if you don’t need to, find something to DO.
Personally I am planning to keep my work (taxi driver) as long as I can. It doesn’t pay much, but with my pension I’m comfortable. What I will miss is to get out and meet other people.
Of course I’m a couple of years younger.

This reminds me of some conversations I’ve had with younger people.

I was a punk rocker in my youth, did some illegal pharmaceuticals, and was generally an anti-establishment kind of person. I still am, in a way. Yet when folks talk to me encouragingly about old folks’ activities, they tend to mention line dancing. Line dancing! Do I seem like someone who wants to shuffle cowboy boots in line with a lot of widows? I don’t think so! And for folks like us in our late 60s and 70s, why do they think we’d want to listen to Sinatra? We want David Bowie, the Pretenders, and Elvis Costello.

So when I get to the retirement home, I’m going to want to see a cultural shift.

You, myself, my wife, and I suspect a lot of the board. But rather than a failure on your part, I think it ties into the whole “cutesy-pie” activities. When I was in my teens, I didn’t want to do ‘traditional’ fun things but spending the day with the SCA? Cool. Go to a party where a bunch of my fellow teens would sneak in beer and “have fun?” Ugh, no! Drive with other friends 100 miles to go to a gaming sci-fi Con in another state? Hell yes!

So again, this isn’t a failure on your part, but a mis-match in terms of what you consider fun. It doesn’t make you a grump, it makes you a human with your own interests. I suspect that there are plenty of others around that do things their own way, and eventually you’ll find like minded folks that you can interact with as equals - not as participants in play acting. Of course, they won’t be as cool or smart as US ( :wink: ).

Personally, I hope in 20-ish years when I need to consider similar things that the tech has moved on, and I can become a shut in with an awesome VR MMO system and PWN some newbs and bore them with my stories of how things were in the old days.

Several disjointed overlapping ideas here not forming a coherent essay …

My late aged MIL died in an Independent Living facility in 2022 at the age of 96. Born in 1925.

She moved in at age 91. And complained about how old they all were. What they mostly were was not so much old as feeble. Some mentally feeble, some physically feeble. Bu they’d gotten to the point where they’d withdrawn from the world and were winding down their lives by eating and breathing and little else.

That was sad. And it was lame; they were clueless and lousy conversationalists and bring and …

There do seem to be a couple of different sorts of people in the world: the ones who still listen only to the music of their teen- and 20-something years, and the ones who listen to mostly current music.

These places do cater to folks in their 60s, through to pushing 100. Which is 40 years. That’d be like putting a 60yo and a 20yo in a room and asking them to pick some music or something to watch on TV together, or a game to play. Odds are the cultural overlap would be small.

@ThelmaLou is right to be having culture shock and some buyer’s remorse. As a vigorous just 70yo you’re an outlier on their bell curve. I spent a lot of time knowing the manager at MIL’s place. Great lady & great facility. Perhaps paradoxically, these places skew very old. As in more 90yos than 70yos. It’s a top-heavy distribution whereas out the general public there are fewer 90s than 70s. Two reasons: one is the old/infirm are attracted here and the other is the old live a lot longer in these places than they do on their own. The support does matter.

The best thing I can say is do all you can to maintain connections with the outside world and with folks younger than you. 10-15 years from now you’ll be their median customer. Not yet. That’s easy as long as you can drive, or are urban enough that there’s lots to do outside the wire.

MIL used to complain that the entertainment offerings weren’t exactly what she wanted. I pointed out that those aren’t the only thing you can do with your day. They’re in addition to everything the outside world offers, not instead of. Her innate cheapness made the idea of paying for admission to real entertainment or a real restaurant painful versus the vastly lesser but free!!11!!! stuff they offered. Despite the fact she’d paid for outside entertainment before when that was all she had access to. Don’t fall into that trap.

In the time I dealt with MIL’s place I saw that they are moving their activities and such forwards as time goes on. In 20 years there’ll be a lot more stuff for folks more of our generation. But the fact remains their core target market is 80 & 90yos. As long as we’re younger than that, we’re going to feel like we’re in our parents’ social / entertainment complex.

I was just talking to my wife about this. Why do people automatically assume that if you are in your 70s/80s that you want to listen to the music your parents listened to? I grew up in the rock & roll of the 60s and followed it up until the 90s and later, so why would I want to sing along with Ella Fitzgerald and Bing Crosby? There’s a disconnect somewhere. It may be because the building manager has been here for 20 years. When she started here, there were likely people living here who did grow up with the crooners, but most of them are gone now.

I hear ya! Rant away.

I would not describe the population here like that across the board. I’ve met some retired career military who have been all over. A hospital chaplain. A woman who has a home in Colorado Springs and whose husband is in memory care in Washington state. A guy who does work remotely for the CDC. I’m not saying I’m going to find my new best friend here, but I can have a conversation to my satisfaction when I sit with someone at lunch.

An odd thing about Texas–I don’t think we’re as provincial as the Midwest. I’ve thought about this some, and it may have to do with the enormous size of the state. People have to drive hundreds of miles to visit their relatives or go to school. Or maybe to seek medical care. Or to go to an event. You can’t really just stay in your little corner of the world. Everything is very wide open and spread out. People think nothing of jumping in the car and driving five hours to go to a football game. For a year I drove three times a week from San Antonio to Austin to go to school-- I left at 6:30 pm and got back home at midnight. The cities tend to be blue.

Very smart. One of the downsides of retirement is the fact that you don’t see people regularly any more. One of the upsides is that you never have to attend any more meetings!

I consider that a plus, actually.

These are great comments! My peeps!

Which is why we need to make sure the Doper Retirement Home actually happens!

It’s kind of a drag when you live alone.

Yeah, I get that. I don’t think I’d do well on my own.

Having spent faaaaaar too much time in Texas, I agree and disagree with this. I mean, in the details, not the generality. My mother, step-father, and half brother lived for years in Plainview TX, and before that, in Amarillo. I find even smaller city scale areas like Amarillo, much less the big cities like Dallas and Austin to be surprisingly cosmopolitan. And a willingness to drive in the Southwest to do what you want is pretty normal - when I lived in Las Cruces NM driving to Albuquerque NM (210ish miles) or El Paso TX (50ish miles) was common when you needed specialty goods or just wanted to see a show / event.

But OMFG, Plainview and other smallish towns and cities in the panhandle especially were self-selecting for the worst stereotypes of the insular Texas communities. Note I specify self-selecting - it’s not inevitable, but using my half-brother as an example, he grew up with my secular, liberal Jewish mother in an area completely dominated by the most conservative Religious Right types imaginable. He couldn’t get to college fast enough (UT Austin!) and while he and my lovely sister-in-law live in the greater Dallas area now, that’s so they can be closer to my other brother and mom who all live in the greater Dallas Metroplex.

We periodically talk, as do my friends in Austin, about how they look around at all the culture, options and diversity they have available to them (often more than what I have -here- in Colorado Springs with it’s deep redness), while simultaneously being shamed as not being “Real Texans” to their own state governments and having their needs and desires dictated to them by folks in places like Plainview.

-deep breath-

Rant off. Wow. Sorry. Anyway, so yeah, Texas is a lot like the rest of the US, where the stereotypes overwhelm the actuality of many places, but the stereotypical ones are in political and social control.

Which in a roundabout sort of way, brings us back to the topic! The Home is going to offer events to those that have, as stated well upthread, the fewest options in terms of mobility and energy. Great! But you don’t, and shouldn’t limit yourself to them. Take advantage of the ones you like, seek out people you click with, and otherwise take advantage of the rest of what the world has to offer, online and IRL.

You are fine being you, and just because you’ve (in a metaphorical sense) moved into a new school, don’t feel like you have to fit in! You can be a good neighbor in the sense of not forcing others to do your thing, but are equally free to not do theirs.

I tend to associate line dancing and square dancing with mixed- age groups including people from toddlers to those in their (sometimes vigorous) 90’s, including quite a few 20- and 30- somethings. Admittedly my experience with it has been mostly at farm conferences – but my first exposure was in my 20’s, when I was hauled off to a square dance by a boyfriend younger than I was. I was pretty dubious, until we got started.

Admittedly, if the line dance in question is done at a shuffle, I’d probably stay dubious. But the problem’s not the style of dancing.

Seconding.

exactly! there will need to be a shift in retirement living as the boomers head into the communities. the hokey pokey will need to give way to twist and shout.

I preferred the mashed potato.

Living in So Florida as I do there are a LOT of retirees here. One of the fun things we do is go to the geezer disco. It’s an outdoor stage, bar, restaurant attached to a public golf course. Has room for maybe 700 patrons seated at basically picnic tables under a tent-style roof with extra space between all the tables. Local tribute bands play Eagles, Fleetwood Mac, Boston, Springsteen, etc. music on a rotating basis.

But my favorite is disco night. A tribute band doing Donna Summer, BeeGees, etc. So there we are 700 gray-haired folks from age 60 to 90 disco-ing up a storm. Everybody just dances right behind their spot at their picnic table. And most of us know the words to most of the songs and not being inhibited 20yos any more, we sing along too. That place sells a LOT of booze and apps on disco night.

There are some very hot old gals in that crowd. And some remarkable dancers of either sex. There’s always a couple of tables of 30-somethings having fun experiencing ancient history but also shaking their heads in bemused amazement.

If I was single that’d be an ideal geezer chick pickup event.

That actually sounds kinda fun… :mirror_ball: :man_dancing:t4: :dancer:t4:

It’s great fun. If you’re a spry 70yo you’d be in the center to slightly the young side of the demographic.

Chefguy, maybe you and the missus should move to ThelmaLou’s place.