My job is done. The latest paying one, anyway. I’m inventing new jobs for myself by the dozen, although not working very hard at any of them so far. I feel as if I have all the time in the world. That’s probably foolish in the long run but at the moment it just feels good. How I imagine it would feel to go through a portal to another dimension where fantasy and reality have traded places. Although maybe slightly less weird.
Yesterday, on my first official day as a retired person, I got all my pre-op tests and reports and preparations done. Lab work, diagnostic imaging, papers, forms, faxes….now I wait for a phone call with a date and time for my day surgery, which they hope to schedule in the next two to three weeks. I also had my doctor refer me for a hearing test. She says it often takes up to eight months to get in. Good thing I can read lips.
All the activity yesterday was more exhausting than showing up for work, since I added in some other running around too, being out and about anyway. What a luxury to know I could just come home and nap if the mood hit me.
There was a minimal amount of fanfare surrounding my leaving work. I am thankful for that. Well, if you want to know the truth, I practically begged them not to do anything. I hate a fuss. I worked up to the last minute of my schedule, gathered up my stuff and left like it was any other day. Except for hauling away a couple of gifts – a beautiful flower arrangement (artificial because I kill things) and a desk top easel (because apparently I have talked about nothing else besides painting for the last two months). I’d say both of those things are perfect.
Already I’m having trouble remembering what day it is. So I think I may need a calendar with a schedule on it. Or I may just sit around on the couch watching Netflix for the rest of my life.
That’s not the only possibility. I might also sketch and draw and experiment with water-color pencil crayons and consider all the possibilities of mixed media and get lost on Pinterest and never write another thing…..
Nope. Going to make up a schedule. The only stipulation will be that I am not allowed to get upset if I can’t stick to it. It’s not like anyone will notice unless I’m foolish enough to share it. So, yeah. I’ll get right on it. You’ll know I’m done when you notice some semblance of organization and routine around here. Not to mention pictures that make sense.
Congratulations on a well-deserved retirement. Enjoy these first early days. Loaf around. Stay in your Jammies. Best wishes for your pre-op and op and post-op.
Have some red wine. What a concept!
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Actually went all out and had a spiced rum after all my pre-op stuff. And yes, there is wine to be consumed! I’ve never felt so relaxed and mellow. It’s rather nice.
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Wahoo! Yay for you. It’s Thursday, btw.
October 2.
2014.
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HAHA! Thanks Maggie. Every day feels like the weekend. 🙂
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Wide open days ahead of you to fill with all the things you haven’t had time to do while working. Sounds perfect. Enjoy every moment. You deserve it :).
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Well I think I deserve it too. Wide open days never looked so good.
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Whoop! I am so glad for you!
Don’t worry about getting anything done, just enjoy it!
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I can’t remember ever being so worry-less! Just noticed I forgot to change my desk calendar to October….. lol
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Well, congratulations! And I love the cartoon. 🙂
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Me too. Hopefully I’ll actually get some of my ought-to things done now. ♥
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YAY!!!! Enjoy. 🙂
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Okay, I’m on it! 🙂 xx
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Congrats! Yes, it’s easy to fill the time when not on a work schedule and feel exhausted too. Enjoy your space and good luck with the surgery.
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Thanks CG 🙂 All kinds of things to do and nothing but time to do them! And then there’s time for sleep! Pretty awesome. xx
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Congratulations. I left a longer comment, but it went away.
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Thanks Dianne. I’m not a fan of magically disappearing comments either. 😦 Wonder where they end up??
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Well my comment was…so what’s up with the doc? Is that too nosy?
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No, he’s the head and neck specialist who found nothing and now would like to find something by excising this mysterious mass. As much as I enjoy being mysterious, it’s still a worrisome lump and I’d like it gone.
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I don’t want to gross you out, but it’s probably a big fat adipose cell….or a pimple. I’ve had a couple of these suckers removed over the past couple of years.
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Happy Retirement!
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so real so true so nice. every words is so good to read. thank you.God bless you. keep sharing all your gains and pains with us—– your new family—- the bloggers:)
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OK already. You are taking this retirement thing too far. Where are you?
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