OK, so I’m 67. I retired to Florida, beautiful new home, enclosed pool and spa, fun yard and garden, on a canal off the Caloosahatchee with a boat and convertible sports car.
So, what do I do?
- Get a part-time job at Total Wine and More. No big deal, I tell myself, go in a few hours a week, get out of the house, talk to people about wine, make a little extra cash, get a discount on my wine. Now they want me to become a Total Wine Professional – which is basically sommelier training without the presentation part. Sigh. Back to school at my age.
- Get a puppy. And not just any puppy, but a rescued Doberman Pinscher from a puppy mill. Loki (the Dog of Mischief) is like having a baby. High energy, sleepless nights, gazillions of vet bills – he had parvovirus when we got him – and very VERY much a velcro dog. “Where are you?” “Where are you going?” “Are you coming back?” “I want to play NOW”. I’m too old for this.
- Agree to step in to teach a graduate class at the University of Miami. Oops, I did it again. Well, at least this time it’s distance learning and I am doing it to help out a friend. I am teaching early choral literature to seven very good masters and doctoral students. And they are being very forgiving about my really lousy Zoom skills (having only used it once prior to the first class). Just hope I give them their money’s worth and don’t screw up the class too much before the real professor can come back.