Is There Sex After 60? (Navigating Single Life After 60)

 Have you ever heard of a new word or an idea or a subject that you have never heard of before or maybe it is an idea that you never thought about before?  Somehow this word or idea sparks your interest and then, for some reason, you keep hearing this same word or idea over and over.  Is this a coincidence?  I don’t think so. When this happens I think the universe is trying to tell you something.  Stop, look and listen because this is something you should pay attention to; maybe for your own good?   This happened to me about a week or two ago.

First, I read an article in a magazine about a man who had retired at the age of 60.  He loved sailing and spent his free time on other people’s boats for most of his life.  When he retired he decided to build his own sailboat.  It took him several years to finish the boat to his satisfaction.  When it was finished he and his wife took off and sailed for the next ten years.  He is now 75 years old and he still loves sailing. When asked when he is going to stop living his passion he said that every five years he tells himself that he is going to give it five more years. It is his five-year plan.

Then, a day or so later I heard an interview on television with a very famous actor discussing the beginning of his career.  After the army and a college degree he got a job on the Broadway stage in a non-speaking part.  He moved to California and got small parts in television.  This actor told the interviewer that he gave himself five years to succeed as an actor.  He had a five-year plan.

At this point I started to notice something.

Next, I heard another very well know woman being interviewed.  This woman was known for her smile, her many talents, and her strong cheerful personality.  She had been married a few times first, to a man who cheated on her, then she married two more times to men who lost all of her money.  These next two husbands were both liars and cheaters. This didn’t stop her, she told the interviewer, “I gave myself five years to get over the loss and to rebuild my life and career.  After a loss, I have a five-year plan.  A five-year plan works for me,” she stated in a confident manner.

I won’t go into the two or three other instances in the last week where that same  “five-year plan” point became like a constant reminder that someone was trying to tell me something.  Okay, Okay, … I announced out loud to no one in particular.  So I guess I am supposed to wise up and force myself into making up a five-year plan.  So here goes.

MY FIVE-YEAR PLAN!  

One:In the next five years I would like to buy a condo, a townhome or a house that would be a place to settle into for a few years.  I am tired of moving and paying rent.

Two:I would like to put my posts from this blog into a book with some fun and interesting interviews from men and women over 60 as well as some fun facts.  I think this will be a lot of fun to put together.  This would be a fun way for me to earn some extra income for my advancing years; however, I am doing this primarily for my own amusement. Along with this possible book I have an idea for two films that will revolve around men and women over the age of 60.  I also, have an idea for a play.

Three: This is possibly going to be one of the hardest parts of my five-year plan.  I plan to force myself to commit to an activity that will require some sort of physical effort.  This is nothing that I have ever relished doing.  Off and on through the years I did manage to dedicate myself to five or six days a week for about an hour of swimming or biking or walking.  I am and I never have been a fanatic about working out.  I am pretty sure that I am not going to change in my 60’s, but, what is sixty or so minutes a day, out of one’s day, to keep blood flowing properly though one’s veins?

Four: I know, I know, this blog is about sex.  Have I given up on the idea?  What do you think?  NO, I HAVE NOT TOTALLY GIVEN UP ON THAT PARTICULAR EXERCISE.  What I would like to find in the next five years is a person with whom I might share my thoughts and hopes.  I would like someone who would call me just to chat.  I would like someone to worry if I arrived safely to my destination.  I want someone to look at me with love in his eyes.  I have decided he can be any age starting from 50 years old to 80.  Not sure you have noticed ladies, but there aren’t many single men out there as we age, so, I have given a 30-year age-span to help my odds a bit.

Five:  My last goal is to be alive, to be healthy and happy for five years, until I have to make another five-year plan.

Do you feel restless?  Is life a bit boring lately?  Did you stop having goals?  Consider making a five-year plan.  I did!  Maybe the universe is trying to tell you something too? 

Until Next Week…