It's summer and I'll be damned if I can get my butt in gear. It just feels so good to stay at home and do nothing. I sit out on my condo balcony looking southwest towards Weston Rd and the Humber Valley below. Lots of sprawling green bushery. But I've told you about that before.
I get up between 8 am to 10:00 ish. Depends upon how late I stay up reading in bed the night before. I've been on a diet and lost about 15 lbs. Everyone asks why? My summer clothes were tight this year. I'd started to grow a union paunch.
Highlights of my morning are usually breakfast on the balcony, then relaxing in the music room listening to bootleg Led Zeppelin concerts. I watch CP24 news enjoying a leisurely lunch waiting for the postman to come by. Afternoons I usually plan to do something or other so I'll at least get outside before Janet gets home, but rarely do.
It's just so relaxing here at home during the summer, retired now, with the rest of my life spread out before me. Every time I think, "Oh I should do this or that", I figure, well I've don't have to do it now if I don't want. I will want to turn our home upside down purging junk, throwing out stuff, straightening out in every last nook, hook, closet, drawer and canny. I want to correctly arrange all my music collection in order from A to Z. I've got shelves of books I've been saving to read, just because I want to, but because of school, never really had time for.
I will be travelling but again, there's no hurry now either. Janet and I are headed to London and Paris in August. We've got an invite to cottage country for sometime soon I think. She retires in two or so more years. Then we can reschedule our itinerary outside of the routine restraints of the work year schedule.
My sister and I will head down to Santiago de Cuba this fall to visit the school community as a part of my Cuban Schools Project routine. Maybe right after everyone else heads back to school. I'll wait for the cheapest rates to go diving in the Caribbean. I'm not hooked into the school calender anymore.
My retired school teacher friends are slowly but surely calling me up, or I they. I'll trek out some afternoons to rendezvous in a coffee house, a pub, or a patio with them. We'll relive our past teacher- union- school war stories and debate the fine points. Or they will fill me in on the retired life, tell me I don't have to be in a hurry for anything anymore, time is mine to play with as I will. So I do.
Other times I visit my old compatriots from school, the teacher union affiliate offices or at Queens Park to get tips, context, debate strategy, the by-elections and so on. I like the teacher union and political intrigues. I will enjoy doing so at arms length now. Then of course there's my blog, E Bay or just surfing the net. I suppose sooner or later I will settle into a comfortable routine outside of a life spent at home doing nothing much, but not yet. I just do as I please.
It's just such a bloody nice feeling to be here grounded in the present. I took off my watch and don't plan to wear it anymore, for the first time in longer than I can remember. It felt like removing chains, perhaps the most liberating moment of my new life so far. I tossed it in a drawer and closed it. Time seems like a river, I want to relax, and float, moving about with light swimming strokes as I following the flow peacefully + leisurely downstream through the rest of my life. I suppose at 57 I'm still relatively young as a retiree.
I don't plan to put a watch back on which is only awkward in that I got a very nice one as a retirement gift from Janet. At first I was very polite and smiley about it. She took me out for dinner and all. I'm thinking, "Oh shit! What to do?"
She kept asking why I didn't wear it. Luckily it wasn't inscribed yet. I was polite but told her she should take it back. Ouch. I think she's getting over it and looking very forward to retiring soon too. It's hard to explain, it feels like I'm getting my life back, and soon she will. I'm not sure its something I can really explain, nor in time will either of us have too anymore.
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