Anticipation is a strange thing. You can anticipate something with dread or you can be anticipating with excitement. Either way it is about our feelings regarding some event in the future.
I anticipated that when I reached retirement age I would be doing less, relaxing writing and crocheting — generally sitting back and watching things happen around me whilst deciding wether or not I wanted to participate.
I don’t have a full-time job anymore as I’m a casual working one day a week — unless they need someone in a hurry and then I do an extra day here and there. That’s okay. But it’s something I really enjoy doing and I get to talk to lots of people and that makes it fun — not a chore. Then there is my passion for cooking and saving time, so I have become a Thermomix consultant which can take as much or as little time as I choose.
Then I had a conversation with a former workmate (from my previous work-life) and she commented that now retirement is here, carrying a diary is mandatory as there is so much happening. I recall hearing my father-in-law saying that he didn’t know how he fitted everything in when he was working as he was so busy once he’d retired.
And yes, I find the same. I have to have a diary and I need to check what’s happening before I commit to something new.
So that’s been a case of anticipating one thing, and reality being something totally different. But in a good way.
Then there is the anticipation with dread — things like exams; job interviews; the credit card statement and so on. How often have you dreaded something happening and when it is over and done you look back and think — “Now that wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”
This week I’ve been anticipating with excitement a course I’m about to do. It’s called Empowered Speaker Workshop and will be over two days. I came across it and it fitted perfectly with what I want to do regarding marketing my book. So off I go tomorrow anticipating an awesome two days of fun and learning. Something we are never too old to do.
We’ve just passed the seventeenth anniversary of Kelly’s death, and I used to approach these days with much dread. They are a reminder of all we have lost, and in the past been very sad days. Now I don’t think that way at all, I just look at the day as a way of marking the time that has gone and using the time to enjoy the cherished memories I have of her.
Of course I still dread getting on the scales to see what damage I’ve done celebrating her memory.
What are you anticipating now?