I haven't bought the book, but I'm living the dream. It sometimes seemed as if the day would never arrive, but guess what? On August 5, I made my final drive home from work and am now officially retired.
Despite the retirement luncheon (lovingly referred to by co-workers as my Last Supper), and a lovely retirement dinner with family and friends, things haven't quite sunk in yet. Truth be told, so far it only feels like I'm on vacation. You know, when you tack a couple of PTO days to the weekend and just relax? However, relaxing hasn't entered the picture. I've been scrambling to work on a to-do list of projects as though my time-off hours were dwindling to a precious few. I wonder if Chapter 1 of the above book deals with moving down a notch from the level of manic panic? Maybe I should buy the book after all.
I am excited. Retirement is the beginning of a whole new life chapter which I hope to tackle little by little. In other words, I'll write a little more, read a little more, accomplish a little more, and enjoy life a little more. Sigh. Sounds like the perfect plan, doesn't it?
"Gainfully unemployed. Very proud of it, too."
~Charles Baxter
