Showing posts with label #work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #work. Show all posts

Monday, January 29, 2018

Organized or Not

The day ends and there is so much to do.  Dishes in the sink, sweep the floor, bathrooms need cleaning and what about all those papers on the dining room table.  No matter how much I take care of it - it always seems to get away from me.

I get exhausted each day when I straighten it up because it is also my work table.  I do have an office upstairs, but during the day it takes all my energy to go up and down.  So I leave my laptop on the dining room table.  Next to it there are my business books and papers along with all my orders.  Next to that is my business cards, stamps, pens and some energy pills.

No matter how much I try I just cant seem to keep the clutter away from the dining room table....

  

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

What's Today?

For those of you who are retired, have you ever awoke in the morning and asked "What's today"?  Without an alarm and the daily trudge to work - I often get up at .....well, any time I want - as early as 7 am or as late as 9 am.  It really depends on how late I go to bed.

So, anyway, I get up and get dressed and for a minute or two have to think what is today?  Is it a weekend?  Because then there are things to do (I usually get a manicure, or a pedicure, go shopping etc. )  Or is it a weekday - and depending on which day it is I could have a doctor's appointment, or Avon delivery or meet with some retired friends for breakfast or lunch.

beach

Therefore, after my morning coffee - with my head cleared I finally realize the day and then can go about doing whatever I want to - or maybe I did have something planned for that day.  Is not remembering what day it is ok? But then I think, who cares what day it is because every day is a retirement day.  I don't have to be anywhere I don't want to be. Maybe I will just hang out at the beach.

The best part of a retirement day is you can be spontaneous.  You do remember spontaneity - when you were a child and got up during summer vacation (usually around noon) and decided what you wanted to do.  Well, retirement is like another childhood.... only with a few more aches and pains!