Hello fellow adventurers of life’s golden years! Allow me to introduce myself: I’m Raelene Thornton

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Banning, CA
Greetings, dear readers, and prepare yourself for a hearty chuckle as you step into “Life’s Golden Years; My observations of retirement community living.” I’m Raelene Thornton Kretchman, your resident observer as we set sail through the tranquil waters of retirement living, After decades of grooving to the corporate beat in bustling America, retirement has whisked me away on a new adventure-one brining with camaraderie, contemplation, and indomitable spirit of community living. Who would’ve thought this aging hippie would swap tie-dye for tranquility. This blog isn’t just a window; it’s a magnifying glass into the world of retirement straight from the heart of a senior community. Whether you’re on the precipice of retirement, luxuriating in these golden years, or merely curious about the quirks of retirement in a senior community, you’ve stumbled upon your digital sanctuary. Welcome.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Humor and beauty is hidden in everything, just learn to observe!


First of all I must start with my disclaimer: I have noticed a funny thing in this journey of life, even though we may begin in different places, our paths cross with others so we can learn things from them.  I choose to do this by observing, in a positive way, rather than a negative one.  I feel that some life lessons are best learned through observation.  That is the vein of my writings about my Sun Lakes experiences.  In sharing my little adventure about Sun Lakes, it is not my intent to humiliate or make fun of the people who live here, well kind of on the making fun part.  <Grin>  As BFF Hubby so loves to remind me, I am one of these oldies!  I am merely observing and seeing the humor in my life at Sun Lakes, which I attribute to the diversity of people and ages.
This week’s blog observation is about seniors and driving, so keep in mind my rant here has nothing to do with fact and reason.  
We have several gates in Sun Lakes - there is, of course, the main gate with a guard and then several other gates where the residents can enter with a scanning device.  We enter the one that is closest to our house, and since we have moved in, we have noticed our gate rail arm is broken no less than once a week. Seriously, it really makes us belly laugh, we don’t know why it makes us hysterical it just does.  
We figure it has to be a resident, and since they live here they must know how the gates work.  BFF Hubby and I have come up with our own story as to how it gets broken, much in the same way we make up stories about people when we people watch.  We decided they see the gate open and a car just going through; they push the gas pedal and try to go on in behind the prior vehicle.  Bam the guard rail comes down on their car, and crash the guard rail is broken!  We asked the guards, and they say they have no idea, but they think it is outsiders trying to get in behind a resident. Uh huh, sure it is.  I asked them why they don’t put up cameras to catch them.  If it’s residents, then maybe you can give them lessons on entering the gate; if it’s outsiders, get their license plate information and make them pay for it.  BFF Hubby and I are sure our story is correct. 
I have to let you in on a secret; they drive very scary here both with cars and their golf carts. And you know the definition of scary is frightening, causing fear or alarm!
My biggest frustration, or at the very least annoyance, when traversing the streets of Banning, is getting stuck behind a massive American sedan driven by that "little old lady from Pasadena" whose blue hair barely clears the headrest and who is driving slowly.  As George Carlin put it, “Have you ever noticed that anybody driving slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac?”  And then I say that someone going the same speed behind me is obviously a deranged maniac stalking me to my house to kill me. I mean sometimes I wish Google Maps had an avoid the senior drivers route.  <Grin>
On one occasion, my daughter and her family were visiting and she was driving our car at the time, which was an Infinity FX35 medium-sized SUV, so not a small vehicle (you get the picture).  We were at a stop sign, getting ready to turn right, and this lady opposite us was attempting, and I use the word loosely, to turn left.  The bad news is she was cutting the corner into our lane, I mean literally if she would have hit us it would have been head on and she was driving a big Cadillac sedan.   My daughter honked at her; fortunately she was going slow, and stopped in time.  She rolled her window down and said, “I am so sorry, you were in my blind spot.” What the hey!!
Then there are those drivers, both men and women, that pull out of their driveways and don’t look!               I have had this happen in the golf cart and in our car on several different occasions, phew, very scary. The UPS driver gave me some good advice; you must drive defensively while driving in Sun Lakes, if you see them, always give them the right away.  Not a bad tip.  
BFF hubby loves to remind me when I complain about these old people that now that I'm retired I’m one of them.  So, argh, my attitude and snotty verbal references have changed considerably, as that blue-haired senior citizen is now me!  I’m beginning to think retesting for seniors is not such a bad idea!
I remember when watching the movie Back to the Future, we thought after the year 2000 the world would be full of flying cars; can you imagine how that would be for seniors? <Shudder>  But the good news is we now have blankets with sleeves, I don’t really see the relevance, but it cracked me up.
Now when I am driving slowly through the town of Banning, I have created my own game. I see if the blinker on the little old ladies car ahead of me matches the beat of my music.  Oh come on now, you know they drive forever with their blinkers on.  <Grin>
And so I will leave you with one last recent observation, you know those orange cones they put on the highways? Well, the little old man in front of me the other day hit so many I think he was trying to beat some imaginary high score.
Stay with me, and I thank you again for taking this retirement journey with me, or "my longest coffee break."  I'm just sayin’…

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