Home sick at 60

It has been around in my photo album for a couple of years now and I just decided, to hell with it, if I want a bunch of unearthly cherubs above my head when I sleep at night I will. And if I get sick of it I’ll tear it down again. My friend explained to me that Erikson calls the over 60 age the last phase of human development and labels it generativity. We can choose  either: Integrity or Despair to connect with others  or to isolate from others to be honest and authentic  or to have blocks of depression to be complete and feel whole or to have no hope to have the ability to empathise, be in tune and to resonate with others or become solitary Over the years I’ve longed for the country idyll because of the wild freedom as a child at our crib on the Otago Peninsula. We got up when we were awake, ate when we were hungry and went to bed when we were tired. We ate mushrooms, blackberry pie, blue cod, cockles in vinegar,crayfish legs (I only liked the legs).. We carved heavy seaweed balls and threw them hard at the weak. We cooked chips on the beach in baking soda tins filled with fat on any old tin tray we could fashion from what was around us. After a smoke-filled fire lighting session and some half cold, semi-baked chips covered in sand we would declare them delicious. No-one supervised us and the survival of the fitness ruled. Our days were measured by the state of the tide.There was no bathroom, just an old enamel bowl for a spit wash every few days. We used the longdrop and wiped our bums with old sewing pattern tissue. [caption id="" align="alignnone" width="595"] Simplicity, Butterick, McCalls- my mother was an expert tailor and made all our clothes as did most mothers.[/caption] I see today enamel has become trendy and I’m in there buying it with the best of Ponsonby. [caption id="" align="alignnone" width="435"]Traditional Pie Dish Oblong imagine my mother thinking this was a trendy purchase. I remember making Welsh Rarebit at cooking class at school in one of these. I’m still not sure what it is, it was thick and gloopy and made with onion and flour. I can’t see it making the My Food Bag list any time soon.[/caption] [caption id="" align="alignnone" width="890"] “Our” beach, with Johnny Walker’s in the background. I haven’t thought about that house in years but how quickly that name sprang into my consciousness.[/caption] I’ve always become homesick, carted back home in a quilt as soon as I’m in another house, another bed, and to this day I love my own bed, my stuff and really don’t enjoy being away for too long. The picture above makes me homesick all over again. How tempting it is to build a triple-glazed black box at Otakou and just sit and watch the tide come in and out, walk the beach, string shells and pick up driftwood, light a fire and stare into it, ask the fisherman at the wharf for a share of the catch and note how huge the boats are as they go up the channel into Dunedin harbour.  And how much surplus cash I’d have if I left Auckland! So most of the time I want the things on the left column but some of the time I want isolation, solitariness, and yet still be authentic and honest. Having to work for financial reasons has pulled me back into the world. I have slipped into some bad habits of spending on a lot of stuff for the house. I don’t know how it will be when I move next week. Apparently the house will be ready, but this is a photo from today. [caption id="attachment_1988" align="alignnone" width="225"]0178e8b4247a2b7ce3e6b43e1a78584ee4d6fd39ed Hard to believe I will be living there from next Wednesday.[/caption] While I threw out a lot of clothes and books and miscellaneous things when I packed up the old house I didn’t cut down on paintings. All my houses always look the same because of this but I think I should try to declutter even those. After all, we baby boomers think we will live forever and don’t think what mountains of stuff we are burdening our children with. Sam is an only child, how would he make sense out of the flotsam of my old world? It is hard for me to reject the trappings, not get caught up in stuff, the need to socialise, but it’s always there,  the desire to run away home. House for sale in Hobsonville? ? The one below would do me fine and all for the princely sum of $79,500 http://www.trademe.co.nz/property/residential-property-for-sale/auction-854949419.htm

Location: 6 Tamatea Road Otakou Dunedin Otago
Rooms: 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom
Property type: House
Price: Asking price $79,500
Enjoy the delights of Otago Peninsula from this compact modernish crib of 1 & 1/2 bedrooms. Great sun and views. Lease to Te One Wiwi $920 per year. DCC & ORC Rates under $500 Agency reference #: 10713963
  I’ll see you around, probably with stylish linen sheets, enamel colanders and good china  but behind my back could be that hard, wet, smelly seaweed ball ready to chuck when the moment’s right. FG]]>