Went over to Red Rocks a couple of days this week to do the stairs. It is such a good workout, and restorative mentally as well. The mountain air, the other people, and the history of the place are very special.
(I am realizing, with horror, that I write like our president talks, lots of adjectives, not many substantive descriptions. I will apply my former skill at writing and pay more attention to what I am doing. OK?
I promise you, many are saying it will be tremendous, and I will make my blog great again. Millions love it, I have heard it is the best blog in the blogosphere.)
I thought I would post today to break up the tedium of my post-retirement happy, happy posts. This is one of the days when I don’t feel so peaceful and joyous, though most days I feel downright ecstatic at the idea of never working again.
There are many household tasks that are not getting done. I have several phone calls to make that I have been procrastinating for weeks or even months. There is a rocking chair on my front porch that was painted white many years ago – until a hail storm beat most of the white off of it. I kept it in the garage for years, waiting to be painted, but dragged it back out for a halloween decoration. It is
a disaster not attractive and makes the house look like a loser lives here somewhat unkempt. The fence in my back yard needs to be painted. Perhaps I should build a wall instead and get Mexico to pay for it?
The days seem to evaporate. There are times, like this morning, when I feel that I am
a loser accomplishing nothing. The days of feeling like I am resting and recouping from a long career seem to be over.
Yesterday one of my AA acquaintances told me it took him 9 months to get his bearings after he retired. It is now 3 months for me. Perhaps I can give it 6 more months to see how it feels.
Gosh, it sounds like I should use today to paint that silly rocking chair. If I get it done, I will post the picture of the tremendous chair!