InForum had a link to a lifespan calculator today (from Northwestern Mutual) and I felt compelled to check it out. I am curious some days as to whether I will make it through the new forty. But having utilized the lifespan calculator, I will now worry less about making it through the new forty and worry more about how I will spend the next 39 years. That’s right, the lifespan calculator estimated that I would live to the ripe old age of 90 (a.k.a. – the new eighty).
Well, this changes things. I’ll need more than a bucket list…I’ll need a bucket book. I may need another husband or two (or three) as well. 39 years is a fairly long time and I may lose some of mental capacity over those years, so it makes sense that I would marry again (and again and again). Perhaps the loss of my mental capacity will be the key to finally getting marriage right – who knows.
Of course the lifespan calculator is not the end-all of actuaries. It just queries generally some of the big things that can take you out of the game pre-social security collection. It isn’t like I had a psychic reading and she “saw” my funeral at age 90…if that was the case I would “know” that it was true. No…this was just a simple little calculator that estimated – by virtue of some family history and my smart risk choices – that I have a good shot (barring all the million other things in the world that could happen to me) of living to age 90.
39 more years of raising hell…wow…there is a lot more story to write in this life of mine and a really good bucket book to not only write, but to start guiding my whimsy. And never fear, I was joking about all the extra husbands…but maybe…just maybe…one more would be okay – after I have greatly diminished mental capacity of course.
Day six hundred and thirty of the new forty- obla di obla da