Week One

First "work week" of retirement is coming to an end.  After four weeks of recovery from high blood pressure, I don't yet see a huge change. 

 Buddy is spending most of his time on the couch.  Blondie begs for food and then wanders off to sleep (during the day) in either the guest bedroom or one of the closets.  Black Beauty on my bed (where I think she spends most of her time - both day and night).  So, life here is pretty "normal."

There are exceptions.  The kitchen is a MESS.  All the stuff from Metropolis is still "staged" where it fell when I got home last weekend and on Monday. 

The week so far:  Monday to Stewardson to pick up the second half of my "stuff" from Donna's car, Tuesday to Decatur to sign up for Social Security and Medicare Part B, Wednesday to Shelbyville for a stove/microwave light and "plastic containers" to protect food from mice, and Thursday to church for "old folks' Bible Study (which apparently has been postponed until March because of weather) and a stop at local appliance/plumbing place to get on the list for sump pump repair).  Now it is the end of the first week - time to get organized I suppose.

Couple walks in the campground, logging food and other statistics on Fitbit, and generally taking it easy.  Oh yes - I also applied for two jobs yesterday.  One is an assistant to a CPA for the tax season and the other is on-line/phone customer support for one of my favorite stores (Rural King).  I must admit, the phone has not been ringing of the hook.

I've read the retirement books and have started my objectives list.  The timeline remains "flexible" (I am the mistress of procrastination, as my loyal readers are well aware).  However, it is starting to snow (again).  My Nook calls and the book is really starting to be interesting (it's a "just for fun" book).  Decisions, decisions, decisions.

Blood pressure this morning:  117/68.  Received the training schedule for Indy from Ellen Kay - I am four weeks behind.  Alas, I supposed today I should at least sign up for the run - that might put some motivation into me.

"There's never enough time to do all the nothing you want."~Bill Watterson, Calvin and Hobbes