I Have Time
Fri., March 17, 08:44 PM
Friday morning. I don’t have to work. I considered going out early to have some blood work done, but I decided it can wait. I have time, I can do it next week.
U.D. and I realized that this is the week my car has to have emissions testing, and she had promised to do that for me. So she took my car in the morning. I suppose that, if I had to go out, I could have used her car, though I don’t feel comfortable driving any car but my own. But there’s no emergency, I have time.
I was able to do all my online reading in the morning, including diaries, because I didn’t have to get out by ten. When U.D. made her daily mid-morning call, she asked whether I had done several things I intended to do. My new mantra: I have time.
I’m officially retired. Yesterday was my last day. It’s like a load taken off my back. Maybe you’ve seen the Tibetan Personality Test that’s been on the web recently. I don’t usually bother with these things, but my brother said he thought it was well done and I might enjoy it. The final answer – for me – was “you will feel better on Thursday.” And I did. It’s generally a good idea to listen to my brother.
Bosslawyer took me out to lunch yesterday, and it turned out to be a real party. We were joined by Other Lawyer as well as the Insurance Guy who used to have an office in our building and the lady who is going to be the new secretary. There were gifts too; I was very surprised. And it was pleasant, and I am free.
Another strange thing is that the new lady is someone I knew years ago. Her daughter went to school with mine. So I will be keeping in touch. Furthermore, I am invited to an in-office party next week because it is the dog’s birthday… I do like the dog, and I’ve probably left behind some stuff I want, so maybe I’ll stop in. But I don’t have to decide now; I’ve got time.
Yesterday I told Husband we are going to stop fooling around with his pills. He will take his morning pills in the morning and the evening pills in the evening. (And he won’t have the chance to throw any away.) I did get him up this morning, gave him his pills and his oatmeal, and he stayed up for a couple of hours. I got him up again for supper. He’s acquiescing right now, probably figuring he can go back to his old ways on Monday when I go back to work. Because I still haven’t told him I’m retired.
SURPRISE!
