Anyone that tells you retiring is a joyful time to look forward to is not being realistic. Sure, there is a part of me looking forward to more free time to finish projects left undone, since working generally wipes me out.
My list includes finishing the interior of the shed.
Plant a fall garden
Move the chicken coop
Create some walking paths through the woods
Planting’s to attract a hidden butterfly area
Taking a road trip to Montana or the west in general
Devoting time to reading and writing
Becoming more human again
You might laugh at the last item on my list. It should be at the very top. It’s hard to admit that work takes such a big part of my energy. Sometimes, I feel like it cuts me off from my true emotions. Special times, like birthdays or anniversaries, or just getting together with loved ones takes a back seat to work. Maybe, it’s my inability to multi task. Or perhaps it is self protection to compartmentalize those parts of myself in order to focus on the job.
Whatever it is..... provokes anxiety and stunts my ability to properly interact with other humans.
Now, looking forward, my mind turns with endless loops of questions. Will I be employable should there be a need for it? Can we make it on a much smaller income. Steemit not included.
In my mind I still have passion for so many things, yet the body does not always want to cooperate. This year has seen me temporarily mess up my back and hands. Enough is enough. It may take me a little longer, but I still have a lot of work left to do here on this earth.
When one door closes , another door opens.