I Fear No Evil

Hah! It only took me five months to write my second blog posting.

I find myself telling my compatriots at work that my only regret is that I didn’t do it earlier, how wonderful it is; come be my partner in crime and live off of life.  I am their enabler or perhaps they mine.  It’s like an alcoholic enticing others to drink with him so he doesn’t have to drink alone, so he doesn’t feel guilty.

As a fellow retiree told me, (you know who you are) “I’m not one of those people that has to have something to do every minute of the day.”  I understand that now.  I enjoy watching the birds at our feeder; they give me joy.  I enjoy drinking coffee in bed in the morning, until I finally realize the day is receding, and I get up and have breakfast and take a walk or watch the birds and marvel at the mockingbird’s throat as she incessantly changes tune to entertain me.  See, it’s all about me; he isn’t attracting a mate.  There’s something to be said about my life of half-life leisure. Hearing others work or leave for work around my neighborhood, I fear no evil for retirement is with me, and today, as is every day, is my Saturday. One of my highlights of the day is walking that thirty feet to pick up our junk mail. Sad?  I don’t think so....It’s much more satisfying that checking email!

And my hummingbirds have returned from Mexico as of today....

What’s next??

I’ve turned into a monster.  I sit and watch tv and American Idol with drum sticks in hand.  My knees are bruised.  Who'd a thunk it?  I have no illusions....

I don’t have to worry….No one else has time to read this.

I'll try to do better.