I had a sneak preview of retirement recently and I have to say I can't wait for the real thing. Early in my six week lay off from work, I found it surprisingly easy to fall into a lack of routine. I'm neither a sluggard nor a slacker. I've been working since I was 16 -- nearly 50 years. I'm no math whiz but I estimate that my alarm clock has gone off approximately 10,000 mornings.
Knowing that you can wake up and get up when you feel like it is one of my definitions of heaven. (Another is unlimited snacking on Rocky Road with no consequences on the poundage front, but we'll save that for another time. ) You can roll over, doze a bit, breathe deeply, ponder your day, examine your life, plan breakfast, outline that novel you hope to write. You set your schedule and it doesn't include reporting to an office by 8:30.
Now I'm back to the routine of work (and regular pay checks). The alarm clock? Well, make the count 10,001 mornings.
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10,002 ... 10,003 ... 10,004 ... but who's counting. Happy work day!
I'm sorry you were out of work, but glad you got to be a sluggard for awhile !
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