Hell of a Guy

Five Weeks of Retirement Bliss…


Consider this a status update on my retirement.  Retirement ain’t cracked up to be what everyone has told me it is to be.  I am not complaining, and no “buts” are included in this statement.

You may have heard this before elsewhere or read it here at one time or another.  Someone once said if the word “but” is used in a sentence, everything prior to the “but” is a lie.  Example: “I hate to bother you, but…”  Admit it, we have all done it.  But in this retirement thing, I am not complaining.

Now here come my non-complaints.  Firstly, I have remained busy these five weeks, though at times I sit and wonder what to do next.  There seems always to be something to be done – little chores, little projects, much of what I have put off forever.  But, there are times when I feel I am not doing anything constructive.  Make work is more like what I am up to these days.  I do not have any plans to change what I am doing or how I am going about my present life.

I do not have a Bucket List and don’t plan on developing one.  There are things I want to do and am delighting myself in my rampant procrastination.  I suppose the greatest thing about retirement is the mere fact I do not have to do anything at all…ever.  Life is still full of possibilities and choices, and I have complete control over the choices I make.

If there is any real disappointment at all it is the issue I am having with sleeping beyond 5:30.  I would really like to be able to sleep and wake up bathed in sunlight.  In the past ten years I bet I could almost count on my fingers the number of days I have awakened to daylight.  Believe me, it sucks, but I ain’t complaining, just saying.

Okay, okay!  I am complaining, so sue me!  Some years back I made the decision to accept full responsibility for what happens to me in my life.  This is the bed I have created for myself, and though I may not be able to sleep until sunrise I am loving life and loving the fact I have reached an age wherein I can bullshit to my heart’s desire and it simply does not matter.

Bullshit is not complaining and bullshit isn’t lying.  It’s just bullshit, and if I must say so myself I am getting better at it every day.

And that is all I have to say about that…

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