Pensioner

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I saw this quote today and I really like it. As I crash towards another birthday, it’s natural to reflect back.

55 feels like a big birthday. I know it’s not really. It’s just another number. But somehow it feels different. Maybe it’s cause I can access my pension. I could retire (mad when I still think I’m in my 20s). It feels like I must be very old indeed.

So I am rebranding my pension to something more positive. I feel like it needs to be the Adventure Fund, the Fun Pot or the Horn of Plenty. Suggestions welcome…

Having worked in Financial Services for my entire career, a pension feels very serious and grown up. I’m now very grateful that I’ve worked really hard, made sacrifices and prioritised putting money away over the past 30 odd years.

I’m sure there will be people who say I’m lucky. I guess I am in a way. This is my reward for the decisions I’ve made along the way.

Besides which, you can’t have the comeback if you haven’t retired. Oh and fear not, I’m not retiring just yet. Still having way too much fun! It’s just comforting to know that I could if I wanted to.

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So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life. I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began... I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover. I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling. The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020. This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!

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