One of the "blessings in disguise" I was looking forward to when I knew I'd have to retire was being able to go for rides, take day trips, etc.

Now I've turned into somebody who could go for a week and never leave the house. I have to force myself to go after the mail, and I keep putting off the groceries/errands trip as long as I can. I wouldn't even go outside.

I'm not AFRAID to go out, I just don't want to. Too much hassle. Go figure.

That's the word OK....too much HASSLE!!!

I had a bit of agoraphopia in my 50s, mostly because of my panic attacks, I'd have, when going out.

Now, it's just too much hassle..

I'd love to get out more. But you're right.....it's become a hassle. By the time I get ready to go I've either forgotten what it was I was going to do or I'm too darn exhausted to do it!

The upside to all this..........I don't spend much money anymore!

Every thing all of you have said is so true! I only go out about twice a week to do stuff because of the hassle.

I even stopped getting the newspaper because I didn't want to get dressed and go outside and get it every morning.

gmi

I share your sentiments. Sometimes I don't go out but once a week. Have to have food in my cupboard. It is the hassle,and anxiety about leaving the house. Never used to be this way, would go anywhere at the drop of a hat. Maybe getting older has something to do with it too. (Uggg!) Shoot, I haven't even opened my front door yet this morning to get my newspaper, that is lying on my front porch. Hoping to get a little spunk back in my life. I am happy when I do go out, but the hassle factor always wins!

You nailed it! Now that I am medically retired I find that I have to work harder just to do simple things like groceries, mailbox, etc. I feel as if I have to work harder now that I am no longer working for an actual paycheck! Who would have ever thought that not working involved more "work"????

I think back to what a "typical" day used to entail for me. Up at 4:30 AM....shower....dress.....out the door by 5:30 AM and at work by 6 AM. Put in at least a 12 hour day (sometimes more), stop by the store on the way home, do a couple loads of laundry, watch some TV, in bed by 11 PM. Sleep a few hours and repeat the process. Never thought twice about it. Now.....I'm exhausted just thinking about it!

all too much hassle here too.

saves a fortune on petrol.

and no new clothes needed cos i don't go anywhere. and little laundry since what's a little horse poo and hay between friends.

Yep, me too. When I was well and working I was practically never home. I did a lot of traveling for work, and I really enjoyed putting in the extra hours when it was necessary. I was quite athletic, and I adored the out of doors.

These days, though, I really enjoy the comforts of home. You all are right about staying home for sometimes weeks on end, especially in the winter when walking can be treacherous.

I tend to think of it as a form of balance in my life. I used to go, go, go. So now I stay, stay, stay - home. I kind of enjoy my own company, and I am never at a loss for something interesting to do.

Amen, Marion..