dream post retirement life?

So I was wasting my life on Pinterest this morning (yet again! *insert eye roll*) and stumbled across this cute picture of an old couple in their pj's holding hands and jumping together on the bed!!!

you have no choice but to go awwwwwww at this unusual display of affection and wonder are there real people out there who managed to unlearn all the growing up and actually live their post retirement lives with such glee and abandon?  Heck! even if there aren't I can sure dream that mine would be nothing but all of this playful rough and tumble, ah care free days with the mundanities taken care of, the important goals reached, the big dreams executed, time to follow the heart like its meant to and not the routine like its supposed to.. ah bliss, the kids happily packed out of the house (UTP is convinced this will be because we would have married the girls the day they are old enough to be out of the underage zone and me, I like to believe its because they'd be away at some fancy educational institute following their hearts, dreaming big dreams and growing up to be the wonderfully warm, extraordinarily talented women they are destined to be, inshaAllah)

So back to this old age fantasy, which is surprisingly enough quite the opposite of how civilized and proper I was imagining my old age to be an EXACT three years from today (guys this is getting a bit freaky, I dug out this post from the archives to link back to and realize it was the same date as today, just three years ago! ..or is it that its that time of the year that I like to sit and day dream about what my old age is going to be like?)

On a side note, I find it so fascinating to see myself evolving into the person I am becoming, it surely isn't who I had imagined I would once be, but so much "awesome-er". Its less and less of stereotypes and things expected of me and more and more of what I choose to be.. wow! Ladies and gentlemen, behold my aha moment for the day and let me savour it even though I have completely wandered off track.. oh well.. I bet I'll rock my old age and surprise even myself when I look back ;D a big fat shukar Alhamdulillah for that, I feel blessed! not many people get to live life on their own terms this way..

Back to this morning.. So the couple's inspirational photo gets promptly repinned to my board of places I'd love to be and I think of ways to drop the not-so-subtle hint to the man when a suddenly a scene from last week rolls out in my head..

UTP in his true desi man avatar is sprawled across the bed, mindlessly channel surfing after a long day at work, I am just done flipping the last paratha out of the pan onto the bread basket, the dinner table is set, the girls are changing for bed, my long (bad) day is almost done too.. "dinner hubby" I holler as I walk with the parathas to the table. He seems to be taking forever so I go to the room to see what he is up to and couldn't resist resting my back for a minute, its almost like the bed called out to me. I have the remote in my hand as his royal laziness has moved his pretty arse all the way to the dining table and now he comes back to see whats taking me so long..

I hear an "ajao yar"(come on buddy) as if from a distance and despite trying, couldn't find the will to get off the  bed. I zone him out and go on flipping channels. God knows how exhausted I was but he is amused thinking I am imitating him or something and  comes and stands in front of the tv blocking my view and remote range. Even that got no budge from me so he holds me by the feet and drags me to the edge of the bed tickling my feet and flips me over. All this in less than 10 seconds!
Taken by surprise, completely disoriented, and somewhere in a mix of panic and crazy laughter I tell him not to let go and.. ugh! the meanie, HE ACTUALLY DID!

Yours truly landed in an ungraceful crash, off the very high bed, with all her (excess) weight, on her (bad) knees killing her already dead knee and this my friends was just the beginning of a howling fit! I was furious and any kind of consoling was making me even madder.. (still does.. no seriously? WHAT was he thinking?! Can you believe I limped around all of next day! grrr!!)
..the girls who had come running at the commotion stood frozen in their spots seeing mama in her element!

Tough luck husband you picked up "my brain's a pressure cooker today" day to try your playful tumble and it backfired like nothing ever has for you.. all it needed was one seemingly harmless nudge for the whole juggling act to come tumbling down; yes, yes, some days my sanity is just that much fragile.. god! I scare myself sometimes :|

I guess I'll just sneakily go and delete that pin from my future fantasy board.. how much of jumping on the bed will we manage between my bad knee and his weak back anyway and God help us if either of us fall off the bed trying out that antic! lets just scrap that fantasy okay love? we'll think of something just as much fun to do, only safer.