Must be work

When I left my job of thirty years, you could safely say I was a coffee drinker. Usually, I had at least two cups a day, and there was a Keurig on my desk and at my home.

Fast forward the first four months when I was “retired”, and all of a sudden I was into tea. Not bad.Something different.

Fast forward to the ferry life. They have a Keurig here, and going back to dealing with folks on the phone, well, suffice it to say I am back with coffee. It gives you something to do while you are waiting for folks to make up their minds on the phone…. 

 

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Happy Friday, er, Tuesday…

One of the offshoots of being a low person on the totem pole is your weekend. Say good-bye to your Saturday, Sunday, or even Friday….that part of your life is gone.

Now my weekend is Wednesday and Thursday.In the old days, as when I worked at the National Park Service, when I had Tuesday and Wednesday weekends, and later Wednesday and Thursday weekends, you go to go to banks with no lines, shop at the grocery stores quickly with no one holding you back…you catch my drift.

In my new post-retirement life,well, even if I were able to, I have no energy to do chores on the days off. Bad enough I do laundry during the week, and will clean the house tomorrow, but hey, food shopping? Jeez, I need a nap first.

I was thinking as I was walking the girls after work today, I should be skipping down the street , swinging leashes back and forth in celebration of my weekend.

Hell, I’m just too tired.

Wasting away a day…

The joy of having a Wednesday as a Saturday? Everyone else is working.

The woe of having a Wednesday as a Saturday? I spent half a day on the phone with Apple trying to get my NEW iPhone glitches ironed out, and then with my prescription plan. For the amount of time I was on the phone today, I felt like I should have been at work. I would have been on the phone but at least I would have been paid.

It was pleasant to actually be able to sleep again in the morning, but knowing I can do it again tomorrow morning is sad. I miss being home with the girls and I really would have thought that after 30 years working,I could be home and taking care of myself and my family.

**sigh**

Maybe in my next life…..

Happy Birthday

I had the opportunity to call an old co-worker of mine and wish a happy birthday.

It’s funny, but we hadn’t spoken in six months, and although we are now coasts apart, it’s like we just spoke to each other yesterday. It was good to touch base and catch up, as we both have moved on a bit and it was good to hear the pace we are keeping ourselves at post-retirement.Our health has caused us both issues, but thanks to an excellent union health plan, we are managing to get through things ok.We left things where we did in January-we’ll keep in touch.

If you have someone who had a birthday, or is an old friend, or both, call them. It might be the boost in each of your days.

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June

June 1st.

Half-time.

I have completed a half-year of retirement, well, maybe four months if you discount my bakery time.Six months since I was in Center City.Six months since I had to use a finger ID to clock in.Six months since I was within striking range of a coffee shop on every corner and vendor carts.

Do I miss that part of my life?

Some of the people, yes. The daily routine? No way in hell.

Thirty years are thirty years, no matter how you slice it. I was blessed to hold a job steadily for that length of time, but when it’s time, it is time.It was a good run, but it’s over. The new chapter in my life has started, and at six months, my feet are indeed wet. You know what? I take one day at a time and enjoy every day I have got, especially with Jim and Zush and Kasia. It’s a precious life.

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Three Days

It’s been three days of heaven.

I had off since Monday, even though I am retired, but the bakery job puts me back in the loop, so I just appreciate the fact of doing what I can with the girls and Jim, hanging around the house, and just appreciate life.

Party is over tomorrow.The bakery waits for me so I have to get up in the morning and get the girls up and going, and then get myself ready for work.I have to figure out something easy for dinner, so, in a sense,it’s like I never stopped working.

Maybe someday…..

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Full day

I did miss sleeping in today, as former retired people would people know.

We got up for Mass this morning, then paid a sick call on my buddy in Cape May.We then realized that we needed food for the house, so we went food shopping. We ran home and I walked the girls before coming back in and scarfing some lunch before changing for work.I got back in at 7:15 and walked the girls for their last walk of the night. Unfortunately, I have to get up early tomorrow morning for a doctor’s appointment.

I miss retirement. I miss my sleep.