I get that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. You know, like when an elevator plunges to the bottom floor. I’m missing something but I don’t know what it is…or where I should be or what’s going to happen next. And I'm not sure I care!
I’m probably just realizing that I should be doing sometime that I’m not doing, but today I am going to pretend I’m retired.
But pretend, heck, I am retired, and I don’t think retired means what it used to…or at least what I thought it meant. My little computer dictionary defines retirement giving up work, stopping working, packing it in, calling it quits.
Many of my friends who retired before I did, told me that I would be busier than ever once I retired. How could that be, I wondered! But, it’s true. And after three years, it's more than true!
You see, we just got back from a vacation in Alaska. Vacation: break, time off, recess, leave! Frankly, I have never been more exhausted!
We went on a cruise, you see, and everything was planned for us, down to waking time and bedtime…unless we wanted to stay up all night drinking, of course. Hummm…maybe we should have done that. Oh, well, too late!
So, we came home to rest…take a break…take some time off! But every day we have had something to do…a funeral involving food preparation, attendance, and other church matters; then two dinners with friends (we did enjoy that, at least); Altar Guild at church; church services; visits from our daughters and several grandchildren; a friend's family reunion; gun club meeting…and I know I’m forgetting things!
This week we “should” move the RV to the RV parking lot; call both doctors for appointments for the terrible pains in our feet and legs and mole removal; get an estimate on the bathroom remodel; find out why Mother’s headstone hasn’t been completed after two years; contact Life Lock about their services; and fertilize the yard. Of course that isn’t to mention the things that will just crop up!
So, as the sinking feeling continues to grow and my foot aches unstopped, I think I will lie back in my recliner and pretend, just for one day, that retirement really means STOP!