Freud's Caution on Depression
This blog is turning into an interesting way to remember where my head was a year ago. Last April, I was in countdown mode to the big R, retirement. Today I can’t figure out how I managed to squeeze 40 hours a week of corporate drudgery for pay into my life. Nor was I dealing well with others stuck in the same boat. That could be why I was on the verge of tying a bundle of stuff on the end of a stick and running away.
This retirement gig has been a real eye opener. I found out that I can do impersonations. Two Toed Sloth is my best one so far, followed by couch potato, slug a bed coming in at a close third. But, I’m getting better at this whole retired thang. That nagging feeling of a shoe hanging over my head for being “lazy” is gone, well mostly gone anyway. My house is slowly turning into a dust free, shining beacon of domesticity, or as close to it as I’m ever going to get. What I finally realized was that it took me almost a year to catch up on my rest after that 40 year spell of working in offices.
I did go through a period of angst/rebellion with my blog. I inadvertently turned it into my job and so began to resent it. As a result there was the self-induced guilt when I slacked off. Why do I do this to myself? I pushed past that and sorted out that I blog because I love it. Committing thoughts to paper comes as natural to me as breathing or drinking beer. I don’t have to write and it’s not my job. The only person who can fire me is me, and I have no plans to do that anytime soon.
Post from a year ago, April 8, 2011: My Tongue Hurts
I’m a woman of a certain age living and loving in Texas. Can’t get real specific because I’m a work in process. I Like to read sci-fi, steampunk and historical fiction, travel all over the planet, stay home on rainy days, go shopping in the middle of the night, and stay be in bed when I should be doing something.
I LOVE that closing! Very cool!
Glad you like it!
Write when the mood hits, but drink beer every chance you get!
Great idea. I love it!
Congrats on a year of retirement!
Hugs,
Kathy
Thank you, Kathy