What the Heck Do I Do NOW?

I know when I retired some time ago I would start writing again and try to magically reincarnate all the writing talent that I once had. Well, 1+ years has slipped away and I still haven't penned the great American novel, nor have I accomplished much other than becoming "Happy". But I can tell you that Happy is highly under rated; and after going through the motions of day-to-day activities of daily life just to make it to the finish line (retirement), Happy is the feeling I get everyday when I can disregard yesterday's plans for today and make up "plans" as I go along.

Whoa, I hear you thinking, that sounds too much like the sort of crap that happened right before you retired, when you worked for the totally incompetent nimnals--the ones you said were over employed, over compensated, and under educated. The difference between the two is the former gives me a thrill and makes my heart flutter (like the Disney-I'm-too-excited-to-sleep); and the later just gave me heartburn!

I told a recently retired friend I was just "happy" and asked if she found herself forgetting the names of people with whom she had worked. "Oh, Thank God", she exclaimed. "I thought I was losing it". I told her that I couldn't even remember the name of the jack wagon I worked for right before I retired--only his nickname--"Mr. Roboto". All I could remember that he had a major in Weather, his eyes seemed to be permanently glued to his Blackberry, and he had a wide yellow streak on his back that was normally visible because he was always trying to run away. We laughed! She told me she avoided someone in Safeway, because she couldn't remember if the man was a former co-worker or her insurance agent!

Anyway, until I get used to this "happy" thing, I am just going to continue to take it slow, one day at a time, and see how tomorrow pans out.