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Five Year Plan
Talking to Kim yesterday about her depression at realizing that she probably isn't going to do much more in her life than she is already doing, I was reminded how hard it is for me to think about the distant future.

The only anxiety I recall having about what would happen to me ten, twenty years down the road was my childhood fear that I wouldn't be rich enough to buy a Porsche 911 before they stopped making them.

Well, the folks at Zuffenhausen segued straight to the Carrera 2, which I will almost certainly never be able to afford and probably wouldn't want anyway. So I can't say that I'm sad about my failure to achieve my childhood goal.

Irony aside, I wonder whether there's something wrong with me. Shouldn't I be envisioning my retirement, like some of my colleagues? Shouldn't I be worrying whether I'm going to be all that I can be?

Maybe I need a Five Year Plan.

Mode: dry
Muse: The dryer in the laundry room nearby

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From: (Anonymous) Date: December 17th, 2003 08:41 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)


I have never been able to make myself think about the future. When I went to grad school I never thought about being a professor. I guess I always assumed that the future would just happen, and that turned out to be right. Lately I have made stabs at thinking of the future, but I am so depressive I just think--ahhh, yes. Maybe all this will be over soon! I say the word "retirement" as a mantra because the b.s. at work can be really annoying. But I have no vision of what retirement is. My dad thinks that the world will end when the Mayan calendar ends in 2012. I don't like to say this stuff to people with kids because of course they worry about their kids' futures, but I really dig the idea of planetary annihilation. In a way I guess that means I've achieved my life's goals, whatever they are.
From: (Anonymous) Date: December 17th, 2003 09:13 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
I don't think you need a plan unless you want one. Most people find me and my plans ridiculous. Whenever I call Scott and say, "Guess what I'm doing?" he will say -- Wait, is this on the one-year plan or the twelve year plan?
I think the reason that I make my "plans" (and I'm the only person I know apart from my brother's boyfriend who even HAS a plan) is because it helps me to feel good about the things I don't have in my life right now. For example, I often miss urban life and, especially, museums and theater and all of that. I miss having more control over my environment -- it's wearing having so much junk everywhere that I'm always cleaning, and so much cooking and caretaking to be doing. It isn't that I don't like it, it's that I like to remember that I once was and will again be someone who isn't just or mostly a mom. So my plans are ways to preserve and define a part of me that just can't be fully present right now, at least not in the way that I run my life. I don't think it matters if I even do retire to NY, it just matters that I hold on to the idea for now.
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: December 17th, 2003 09:52 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)


The astrologically minded would say that I'm being a typical Taurus, I suppose.

I actually enjoy hearing about others' plans for the future. It's almost like hearing about their lovelife.

It's just that I don't think that way myself. My mother seems to think that it's a symptom of Attention Deficit Disorder. But then again, she's wheat and dairy intolerant.

All this Zen self-help stuff I read -- for a project I may never finish -- goes on about the importance of not thinking about the past or the future. I fail on the former so much that my success on the latter probably means nothing.
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