My second week was less scattered than my first, and by the end of the week I was thinking it felt like longer than two weeks since I left work behind. It is fading rapidly in the rear-view mirror. I don't miss it, which seems like strong confirmation that it was time to go.
Today, I had nothing that I had to do. Shopping is now during the week, I mowed the yard yesterday, and had no yoga classes to teach. So I got to choose my day with more freedom than usual. The morning was nice - sunny and in the 70s - the first really nice day in quite a while. More rain was forecast for the afternoon, so I went down to the park a little before 10, cut down a patch of bamboo, and then went to sit by the creek for an hour. Later, I did some yoga planning, some cooking, some music, and went through my closet, throwing a few things away and setting a few more aside for donation. There's more ridding out to do - retirement wardrobe will be different than that for work.
Tomorrow, on the other hand, will be a busy day. Four yoga classes, the first at 9:30 am, and the last ending at 8:30 pm. In the early afternoon gap, Pam and I will be going to a birthday party for my 2nd cousin Susan Braden. Then, I float into week 3 of retirement, figuring it out as I go.
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