I've
been retired for a while now. It hasn't been exactly what I expected.
Today
will be the 17th day that would have been a workday if I
hadn't retired.
I
thought there would be days for my hobbies, and even days to just do
nothing.
My
first two days were spend cleaning up our renovation-blighted house
for company, and for the next two the visitors were here.
The
next five days were spent moving everything in the basement off to
one side, ripping up a god-awful lino floor, prepping the concrete,
and laying new plank flooring. Helen then announced that “we”
should paint that room before anything gets moved back in.
This
week has seen me prepping and painting those walls. Today I start on
the baseboard trim.
Strangely,
my only days off since I retired have been weekends.
Something
seems to be wrong.
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