đ Because life doesnât follow a theme â and neither does this blog
If youâve been reading Around Dusty Roads lately, youâve probably noticed that there isnât exactly a theme happening. One day itâs cats, the next itâs a local adventure, then a recipe, then some random daily trivia. Thatâs retirement for you â footloose, fancy free, and no longer tied to a work schedule or those precious two weeks of vacation.

These days, I just enjoy jotting down whatever crosses my mind and sharing the little slices of life that make me smile (or roll my eyes). And for you youngsters out there, consider this a preview of what might be waiting for you when you finally escape the daily grind. Whether thatâs a good thing⌠well, juryâs still out.
đą Projects, Experiments, and the Things That Didnât Quite Pan Out
Iâll admit it â Iâm still a little disappointed that Welcoming Haven didnât take off the way I hoped. It was a solid idea; I just didnât have the budget to push it where it needed to go. Same with my brief Etsy printable experiment. Letâs just say Iâm much better at buying cute printables than designing them.
DoorDash had its moment too. It was fun⌠until it wasnât. Once I factored in gas, maintenance, and the joy of climbing to thirdâfloor walkups with arthritis, the math stopped mathing. When I took a spill on a delivery run, that was my sign to wrap up that chapter.
So for now, no side gigs. Just me, my home projects, and the cats supervising everything I do.
đ¸ The Great Photo Tagging Marathon
One of my big undertakings is the massive photoâtagging project. Iâm working backward from Now and have made it to May 2021. Considering my media library goes back to January 2011, this should keep me entertained for a while. Maybe longer.
đ§š Decluttering: The Adventure Continues
Then thereâs the decluttering saga. Iâve got boxes to donate, boxes to sell, and boxes that are destined for the trash â all currently cluttering my living space. But the cupboards are looking pretty good, and AARP swears Iâll be done in a few weeks. Iâm choosing to believe them.
Part of my motivation comes from watching my sister deal with the mountain of stuff my mom left behind. I still have boxes from that era that I havenât opened. Someday Iâll tackle them⌠probably when I reach the dining room. Until then, yes, the place looks a little like Iâm auditioning for Hoarders: The Prequel.
đśââď¸ Health, Mobility, and a Dash of Pride
Now for the big topic: mobility. My arthritis has been getting worse, and while the hip replacement went well, Iâm not eager to repeat the experience with my knee. I lost 25 pounds hoping it would help â and while I look better, my walking hasnât improved much.
Iâm seriously considering a walker. I still have the one from my surgery, but itâs not great for strolling around parks. A new one would let me load my camera on the seat and get back to exploring. The cane works, but juggling that and a camera is a circus act.
My pride is the real obstacle. I donât want to admit Iâve reached the âwalker stage.â But as the saying goes, pride goeth before a fall â and in my case, that might be more literal than Iâd like.

Future Me?
đž And Through It AllâŚ
My days are full â projects, decluttering, mobility puzzles, and of course, the cats âhelpingâ every step of the way. But one thing remains constant: Iâll keep sharing my rambling thoughts here on Around Dusty Roads.

Thanks for sticking with me through all the twists, turns, and experiments. And if youâve got advice, stories, or your own retirement adventures to share, feel free to jump in. Even if I pretend I donât want advice, I usually enjoy hearing it.


















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