So here I am, a month+ since I retired. So what do I have to show for it, except a string of days I didn't go to work? Absolutely nothing! I haven't cleaned a closet. I haven't gone on an adventure. I haven't started learning to play the piano, despite the new keyboard my husband bought me for Christmas. Okay, so there are no legs for it yet, minor issue.
I have watched many political debates. No wait - correction - I've viewed political theater over and over with the same actors performing each episode. I gotta say, this has been some crazy stuff. Mitt smacks down Newt, then Newt wallops Mitt. What kind of names are these, anyway? Ever in real life known a Mitt or a Newt? Rick S throws a punch here and there, and Ron kind of pokes the guys when he can. Rick P is gone now, thank God. What a clueless goofball our Texas governor is, and now the whole damned country knows. Anyway, it's been riveting entertainment - except when I stop to think that one of these whackadoodles might actually reside in the White House someday. Cold shivers just traveled up my back. Surely people are smarter than that...surely!
Every day I wake up with the same plan: today's the day to begin my new life as an active retiree doing valuable and interesting things. Somewhere along the way to this plan though, I make a different choice - get on the computer, watch news analysis about the political happenings of the day, or just go take a nap. There's a lot of nap-taking going on here, I gotta tell you.
In fact, that's a good idea. I'm at the end of my attention span, so I'm heading off to napville. Seeya.
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