I'll be back for sure to post as the Muse for the Muse Challenge Blog on August 3rd....and then for sure by Labor Day or sooner! Until then, I thought I'd share how retirement is going.
Last Thursday, I was at Target checking out Dirt Devils v. Shark mini vacuum cleaners, because there is a lot of dirt that needs sucking up around here, when a young woman with two kids stops and starts talking to me. She shares a story about her schedule, her kids, how hard it is to juggle her life.
This woman is a stranger.
I feel funny that her kids are hearing her say how hard it is to take care of them and work and have her husband have different days off, so I assure her that I remember those days of running from cooking to working to driving to homework to everything. I told her that all of a sudden it will end, and she and her husband will be alone and I promise she will look back on those days and miss them because her kids were with her. That they will grow up and leave and her days will be very quiet.
So I choke up and she chokes up. Two of us are in the mini vacuum aisle with tears in our eyes.
(Do men approach total strangers and share their stresses and cry in Target? No, they have heart attacks and drink too much beer.)
That conversation could not have happened even 6 months ago. I would have been at the office on a Thursday, and I paid someone else to clean my house. I was stressed out commuting and working and all that. I was surrounded by things to do. In fact, every day had a work and a home To Do List. If that woman had approached me back then I would have joined her.
Almost 4 months into retirement, I am more restless than I anticipated. I thought I would stamp and blog almost every day, that all the paperwork in this house would have been filed by now, and everything would be organized and clean and lovely. I thought I would cook real meals rather than my usual mediocre meals. I thought I a lot of things!
Apparently, I like having a list of things to do that doesn't just include organizing paperwork and cleaning and cooking and stamping and blogging and volunteering one afternoon a week.
Who knew? A friend of mine warned me that retirement is a process. I am so lucky to be part of this process as I do not miss going to the office. In the meantime, while I figure out a new To Do List, I am headed out of town this week without the husband. I'm sure the lady in Target would enjoy the trip and I hope she gets to take it someday. Until then, I hope she can enjoy the juggle, hard as it is.
ps. I got the Dirt Devil and it does suck up a lot of stuff!