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Feb. 13th, 2013
Nuthin here
Feb. 13th, 2013 09:21 amToday I have only penciled in items on the agenda... there's a burger place I'm thinking about trying for lunch. I'm really low on cat food. I need to tend to my drawing class homework. I could do laundry. I still have two hours of Downton Abbey from last Sunday to watch. And, I think I can go ahead and send my tax stuff into the CPA any time now.
But, nothing *has* to be done which is kind of luxurious.
I left my job at the end of last July. So I've been a Lady of Leisure for more than 6 months now. I'm still feeling my way around. My 'retirement' was kicked off by being laid off. I wonder if those who plan on retiring and then pick a day and just do it have a different mental experience than those who have their retirement chosen for them. And, actually, I wonder if there are not far more people like me - people who's retirement is precipitated by a layoff or some other kind of job change rather than just 'I think I'll retire next week.' I think it matters only in how you few the days after, otherwise it's likely all the same.
This week, I got a minor taste of what life used to be like working on that newsletter. I spend two days working on it and putting other stuff aside to focus on just that. There was not a lot of pressure but my brother wanted to get it to the printer and I wanted to get it right.
It was nowhere near the feeling I got when I was working but there was a hint. Kind of like smelling coffee roasting instead of drinking it. It was an odd feeling actually.
I still think in terms of what am I going to do with the rest of my life while actually doing it - just going from day to day - knitting bears, tinkering with technology, keeping the house presentable, and filling in the gaps with tv, movies and books. It's actually working out rather nicely when I think about it. I have no giant urge to do anything more or different - more like a twinge now and again.
I do think I am going to sign up for the follow on drawing class. I'm enjoying it and learning a lot but not itching to use what I'm learning so much. I don't know whether it's because I don't have enough confidence yet or really just don't give a shit. I think I need another 4 weeks to find out. And with the pool closed for the month, my Saturday's need the action!
Betty is wanting more breakfast and I'm not even dressed yet. I think getting out of bed and getting dressed would be a good way to get started on whatever I'm going to do today.
But, nothing *has* to be done which is kind of luxurious.
I left my job at the end of last July. So I've been a Lady of Leisure for more than 6 months now. I'm still feeling my way around. My 'retirement' was kicked off by being laid off. I wonder if those who plan on retiring and then pick a day and just do it have a different mental experience than those who have their retirement chosen for them. And, actually, I wonder if there are not far more people like me - people who's retirement is precipitated by a layoff or some other kind of job change rather than just 'I think I'll retire next week.' I think it matters only in how you few the days after, otherwise it's likely all the same.
This week, I got a minor taste of what life used to be like working on that newsletter. I spend two days working on it and putting other stuff aside to focus on just that. There was not a lot of pressure but my brother wanted to get it to the printer and I wanted to get it right.
It was nowhere near the feeling I got when I was working but there was a hint. Kind of like smelling coffee roasting instead of drinking it. It was an odd feeling actually.
I still think in terms of what am I going to do with the rest of my life while actually doing it - just going from day to day - knitting bears, tinkering with technology, keeping the house presentable, and filling in the gaps with tv, movies and books. It's actually working out rather nicely when I think about it. I have no giant urge to do anything more or different - more like a twinge now and again.
I do think I am going to sign up for the follow on drawing class. I'm enjoying it and learning a lot but not itching to use what I'm learning so much. I don't know whether it's because I don't have enough confidence yet or really just don't give a shit. I think I need another 4 weeks to find out. And with the pool closed for the month, my Saturday's need the action!
Betty is wanting more breakfast and I'm not even dressed yet. I think getting out of bed and getting dressed would be a good way to get started on whatever I'm going to do today.
when good things happen to good people
Feb. 13th, 2013 10:17 amMy brother's niece (by marriage), Amy, works in his PC repair shop and is his #2. (He is also personally quite fond of her and thinks of her, in every way, as his daughter.) Amy takes some crap. She's a female and she's a lesbian. My brother has turned away customers who have an issue with the latter (there have been, fortunately, only a few). But the former, is an issue they both fight. People bring in their computers to have them fixed and assume she is the receptionist. The two guys in the shop and my brother are all talented and competent but Amy is the glue.
She has the education, the experience and the chops and routinely makes complicated hardware and software fixes every day plus handles the giant variety of customers from geeks to little old ladies with grace. The shop is about a half hour north of Austin, Texas. My brother set up a Dropcam in the shop so I could see and hear the happenings. I keep it on a lot of the day in the background.
Yesterday Amy spent a whole lot of time with one customer. She fixed his computer issues (minor) and then just chatted with him about various fun things. They teased each other back and forth. It was fun. He's 93.
Today he sent her a HUGE beautiful bouquet of flowers in a lovely and very classy looking vase.
The whole thing just made my day.
She has the education, the experience and the chops and routinely makes complicated hardware and software fixes every day plus handles the giant variety of customers from geeks to little old ladies with grace. The shop is about a half hour north of Austin, Texas. My brother set up a Dropcam in the shop so I could see and hear the happenings. I keep it on a lot of the day in the background.
Yesterday Amy spent a whole lot of time with one customer. She fixed his computer issues (minor) and then just chatted with him about various fun things. They teased each other back and forth. It was fun. He's 93.
Today he sent her a HUGE beautiful bouquet of flowers in a lovely and very classy looking vase.
The whole thing just made my day.
