Being middle aged (circumlunar.space), 01/02/2020
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So, I turn 42 this year. I  was recently doing some online indexing of
the 1876  Missouri census (I figured,  I live in this  state, I should
contribute something),  and found that  the "Age" category  was broken
down thusly:

Under 10 Years 10 to 18 18 to 21 21 to 45 Over 45

(As a side note,  my wife used to say "thusly" and  I at first thought
to myself, "that's not  a word, what the heck is  she saying?" But, it
is a word. I don't like it much, but it does work.)

As I  went along  with the  indexing, I noticed  that very  few people
showed up in the "Over  45" category. Seriously few people, tragically
few. Without looking  into any statistics, I'm guessing  that the life
expectancy at that time and in that place, was low.

Around me I see and interact with folks who are in their 60's and 70's
quite frequently.  Life expectancy  is up, I  guess. These  people are
often  quite youthful  and exuberant  for their  ages. Learning  their
ages, at times, was a shock, because they seemed young.

I can't help thinking to  myself, "tfurrows, you probably have another
30-50 years, if you're lucky and you play your cards right." My father
died of cancer  at 65, my grandfather  on his side died of  old age at
90, my other grandfather died in his late 60's or early 70's (we don't
know for sure) of some catastrophic health issue (again, we don't know
for  sure.) I  take care  of  myself, to  a degree.  30-50 more  years
doesn't sound outlandish.

Of course,  no one knows for  sure. There's always the  proverbial bus
that could hit me tomorrow. There's any number of things that could go
wrong. But, barring all of those, maybe another 30-50 years tops.

Then again, science could save us  all with eternal youth. Still, it'd
take  forever to  get that  stuff through  the FDA,  then it'd  cost a
fortune. Only  the rich  would live forever,  it's certain.  So, 30-50
years.

Now, with 41 years under my belt, I'm in a reasonable position to make
some plans  for the  next n  years. That  *ought* to  be the  case, at
least. I know the kinds of things  I like (though, I could find more!)
and the kinds of things I don't like (though, I could change!) and the
sorts of subjects that interest me (though, you never know!). I should
come up with a plan. And, I should stick with it.

But, I'm not  that awesome. I can  hardly plan my day or  my week, let
alone the next few decades. I'm going  to have to go higher level, and
aim for larger targets.

Here's what I've got so far:

1. Career change.  I know it's cliché,  but it's where I'm  at. To be
honest, this has been building for a number of years. I started in one
place career-wise, migrated  through a few other places,  and ended up
where I am.  I'm not really willing to pursue  this course any longer,
and want something  else. This is a huge subject,  which I'll probably
drone on  about in some  other post. The world  of careers is  like an
alien landscape  to me at present,  a distant and distorted  vision, a
spectacle. I don't  understand it, even though I've been  a part of it
since '96. But, I know I need a change.

2.  Education.  Also  cliché,  I'm considering  more  education.  Not
because  I think  it'll help  with the  career thing  (I have  no such
delusion; not  to judge if  you do, you may  be right), but  because I
want to be  learning and growing throughout  my life. I view  it as my
privilege, as  a part of the  Information Age. I don't  know what this
will look like; I'm fine with  formal schooling, but I'm not convinced
it is the only way to achieve continual education- in fact, I think it
often stands in  the way of education.  All I know here is,  I want to
continue a course of education that has some kind of focus.

3. Financial prowess. I'm a bumbling  buffoon when it comes to personal
finances. I've gone  to classes, read books,  tried methods, installed
software, poked  and swiped at  apps, and  done every other  inane and
insane thing under the sun. I just can't get a grasp on it. This thing
that seems to  come so easily to some, eludes  me, slipping through my
fingers like water. In the next 30-50  years, I'd like to get a handle
on it.

4. Health. Clicé. This one is  kinda important, if I actually want to
live 30-50 more  years. Maybe; my grandfather on my  father's side was
the poster child for  bad health habits, but lived to  90. It's a crap
shoot. Still, if I *do* live longer,  I don't want to live poorly. I'd
like my mobility,  among other things, to be sustained  for as long as
possible. My  health is decent, but  could be better. I've  never been
purposeful about my health. I'd like to improve here.


That's all  I've got, and  it seems like enough  to me right  now. I'm
sure life will  throw other things at me,  as it is wont to  do. It is
interesting, this  particular time  in life. When  my father  was this
age,  he was  reading all  kinds of  self improvement  books. He  quit
smoking, joined AA,  and went nuts with building his  business. It was
kind of cool to  watch, as a kid. Maybe these are  the kinds of things
we do when we get to be around  40, I don't know. In any case, it does
feel good, in a way.