I hear the old English phrase: “A change is as good as a rest” and think what an utter pile of horse shit. At 54 I’d be happy to keep things ticking along the same way for the rest of my life. I really look forward to the same routine each week and it is change that scares me the most. Maybe this is a British thing or an age thing, but whatever it is I say: “No change is as good as a rest!”
Of course I don’t for one moment think things will stay the same, but I’ll be happy while they do. Just for a few more years at least.