Well, the end is coming, and I am thrilled. But I am apprehensive. I have not ever been in the position that I worry about the idea that if I needed to work ….I couldn’t. Well, this is that time. I am taking a big step into the abyss. Will I find a bottom or will i just keep falling. I have quit temporarily three times in my life time without any idea of whether I would work or not. All three times, I had to go back to work. This is scary. I don’t think anyone would hire this old lady…and truly I do not want to be hired. I want to spend the rest of my life doing what I want to do within reason. No, I do not expect to loll around and not have to watch my budget or be lazy. I know that I must keep going and keep myself sharp. I lots of things I can do to do that. My problem is that I do not want to HAVE to go back to work full time. So I will keep my fingers crossed and yep, pray that I will not have to.
I want to enjoy my leisure time and not have to worry about MONDAY. (A friend told me the greatest thing about retiring is not have to worry about MONDAY.) Until later