I feel quite isolated and lonely and as i am getting older and more injuries occur i am feeling anxious as i am not able to do the things i used to, heck i couldn't take the rubbish to the bins today because of my knee, the daughter promises to come and help, she's been saying that for months, i get very frustrated with myself as i am a very independant person, everything gets put in the too hard basket.
This is a bridge I'll cross when I come to it.
My husband and I are practically hermits, we have a few close life long friends, but even now they are in worse physical condition than us, so they are no help.
I'm 61 and the mister is 65 so we don't feel old really yet, but we won't have anybody to speak of when we get on in years to call for help.
But I do wonder about things like you say Jilli, when the time comes for me I'll figure out something then. (hopefully)
My dog is the one thing that I haven't really comes to terms with yet either OH. I know she'll be okay and looked after without me, but I'm not so sure about me without her.![]()
Di, you are breakin' my heart here, that's awful.My dog is the one thing that I haven't really comes to terms with yet either OH. I know she'll be okay and looked after without me, but I'm not so sure about me without her.![]()
Florida is too humid for me, after living here I don't know how I lived anywhere with high humidity.

I was born alone and I'll die alone - nothing new there.
About the dying part - that's one of the reasons I'm thinking of moving to Florida - at least I'll be semi-warm when I kick the bucket, homeless and alone, on some nameless Atlantic-coast beach.
No, no, Phil! Don't do it! There are those who will disagree with me, but Florida was never intended for human habitation. Had it been, there wouldn't be sand fleas and land crabs, not to mention alligators.
some of the natives don't care for transplants.