Being happily divorced for just over 20 years and also having retired 2 years ago, my free time is unlimited, bar a bit of time now and again with my mother, my sons and my grandsons. I love to spend time at the gym two or three times a week, reading on my Kindle, gaming (a lot!) on my PC, playing Virtual Reality games (sometimes with the grandkids, as they have VR headsets too) renovating old photographs for family and friends using Photoshop and avoiding household chores. It’s absolute bliss.
I’m never entirely sure how much free time I have
Being an agency worker is both blessing and curse!
Well, I haven’t been offered a shift for tomorrow so regardless of the weather we’re of to Brighton for some fun and frolics!
And if I get a text from the agency between now and then offering me work they can bugger off!
I don’t know what Free Time is. Maybe when I don’t have a hospital appointment, that’s about all I’ve got in my diary. I do “work” like going round the markets looking for the juiciest peaches, that kind of thing, it’s a hard life, so I might stop off for a beer, maybe take some photos, difficult work/playtime juggling at times.
I can’t say that I’ve ever had enough free time due to job and family demands. If you don’t live alone, there are always commitments reducing your free time. I was looking forward to retirement which I took six years ago hoping to have more free time but that’s not the case. Although there are no job obligations any more, quite a lot of my time is spent looking after two family members , not exactly as a carer as yet but as a helping hand to pilot them through the challenges of everyday life because I see that they are struggling. It is the give and take in families, I suppose. Others may see this as welcome proof of being needed but I don’t need such a feeling. I accept it the way it is, though, since I wouldn’t want to live alone either.