I have yet to meet someone who has made it to 55 without a few battle scars.
By and large, an active adult 55 Plus Community is full of people who are energetic and brimming with life – but behind that energy, hidden just below the surface, is the story that fuels everything: The difficult diagnosis. The marriage breakdown. […]
There are only about a million things that I could be doing today.
I could be doing the accounting for my business. I could be cooking something for dinner. Heck – the laundry not’s done and the patio could use a good cleaning.
To heck with all of it. Instead, I dug out my pastels, headed […]
Be Patient With Yourself!
There is likely no better place than an Active Adult Community like PebbleCreek to begin to build your next chapter. But Rome wasn’t built in a day! Most folks move here from somewhere else in the country – so, by the time the Pod or the moving van is unpacked, new residents are just […]
I just spent an hour or so researching 55 Plus Communities on the internet – and I have a headache.
CLEARLY, while many things can be profitably learned from an internet search, deciding on the IFs and WHICH ONEs of moving to an age restricted community requires some honest self-evaluation, on-site visiting and maybe even […]
As a Realtor® working in a 55 Plus Community, I encounter people every day who are skeptical about living in an age-restricted place. And I get it. I was not so much skeptical as begnignly indifferent when I moved here. I wanted access to the pools, the gyms, the clubhouses. I wanted to […]
With a bit of discretionary time, incredible weather and state of the art fitness facilities, many PebbleCreek residents find that they are in the best physical shape of their adult lives. I kid you not. Exercise can easily be built in to any day. Click here to read more about the fitness facilities.
But even […]
We have five public pools at PebbleCreek – two at each clubhouse and one new pool that is perfect for informal gatherings. When I first moved here, I swam quite a bit, making my way back and forth across the Tuscany Falls pool in my version of the breast stroke. But, inevitably, I hurt […]
