You know....retirement is not as bad assed as I thought it was. I know I was giving it a bad name but I think it takes about three months to get used to. Heads up to all of you that told me that.
The first couple of months threw me off. I should have been so grateful instead of being a jerk. But then I was still a little resentful and that has now gone . I enjoy every day. Every day is mine. I can come and go as I please. I am still amazed at to what happens in our street and even on the city streets between the hours of 7:30AM and 4.30PM. I never saw it. I can do anything I want. No more alarm clocks telling me when I have to get up and nothing in my head telling me when I have to go to bed. It really just does not get better than that. I feel so relaxed. I don't even do shit I know I should do because I can leave that for another day.
I am truly blessed, and with the up coming house stuff............it's only going to get better. But I am a pessimist....I'm always waiting the the worst to happen. My husband is the total opposite...he can never see the dark side.
Just a few pics if you didn't see them in facebook
I had a meeting with the builders and am so confident they will meet out needs.
So, balonie for once is on the happy side of life. xxx yer fingers.