
After my first week of full retirement, I am feeling very relaxed.
The hardest part has been adjusting to the fact that on most days, I really don’t need to be anywhere at any particular time. I keep finding myself thinking that I must finish these chores today ’cause I gotta get ready for work tomorrow – and then I remember I don’t have to work tomorrrow – or the day after or the day after that. I must admit that after working for 50 or more years, it hasn’t been the easiest adjustment to make.
For many of my 50+ work years, my greatest dream was to merely get a day or two of peace. Like most employees, I would sometimes call off “sick” simply to have a day to do whatever I wished or to lie around doing absolutely nothing.
Well, I have that now. This is probably the quietest neighborhood I’ve ever lived in.

(We won’t discuss the gun fight a couple of years back. That was an isolated incident during a drunken party at a rental house around the corner, and no one was injured. There have been no such incidents either before or after that one.)
Seldom do I see anything much when I look out my front windows. Puppy Cody lets me know whenever there’s an Amazon, UPS or Fedex truck anywhere on the street, or if any of the neighbors have a plumber, electrician or other contractor in their driveways. She does tend to disturb the neighborhood peacefulness whenever she sees someone she doesn’t think belongs here.
However, for some reason, Cody never barks when the local daycare staff walks their tiny charges down the street every weekday morning. I can hear them coming, I don’t know why Cody doesn’t. Or maybe beause they’re such little strangers, she doesn’t feel threatened. I never know what the silly dog is thinking.
Anyway.
If I get bored, I can always look out the back window:

Sometimes there are rabbits, birds and/or squirrels running around back there. Once, I even found a tortoise. It’s not a huge yard, but it’s mine, and I always enjoy looking out at it.
Mostly, I’ve been sleeping late, watching videos, and crocheting. A lot of crocheting – I promised a local women’s shelter a dozen hat/scarf sets to help keep the residents warm, and with the colder weather arriving soon, I’ve been pushing to get those finished. It doesn’t help me supplement Social Security, but at least it makes me feel like I’m still contributing something to society. Maybe someday after I’m dead, someone will find a hat, scarf or afghan with the Legacy Needlework/Teddy Rosalie label and remember me with fondness.
Or not. But at least those ladies won’t have their ears freezing off this winter.
Hugs, all.
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At any rate, fate (or God) seems to have stepped in. I woke up yesterday looking like this:
