I will wear white, just like on my wedding day.
Yes, that is what I do.
Dress in white and nude heels, low
I will sit around listening to music from the good old days, but not the days from my childhood, but from my fathers.
I will watch old TV shows from my generation and before.
Re-introduce I Love Lucy, and I Dream of Jeanie.
I will sit at a bus stop and talk to whoever will listen.
I will drink lots of red wine and sit on my couch with a pint of ice cream and watch The Breakfast Club, Lost Boys, and The Princess Bride.
I will watch The Notebook and dream of times forgotten.
I will not spoil my grandchildren and I won’t live in a nursing home.
When I am old I will yell at children and set a bad example.
You only live once and you can’t screw it up too early so why not do it now?
I will collect porcelain dolls and shoes, and I will give them out a Christmas. Then two weeks later I will go into their house and take them back saying “you’ve had them long enough, it’s my turn now” then regift them next Christmas.
I will be puzzling.
I will do puzzles.
I won’t try to stay hip because I will most likely break one in doing so.
I will live in an echoing house, and watch old musicals and cry over Dolly, but mostly Curtains.
I will dye tints of blues and pinks into my hair.
I will look at my scars and ask myself “what the hell was I thinking?”
I will have cats
I want to paint with my grandchildren and watch them grow
I will become a hoarder and have my children clean for me.
