Woke up this morning with all kinds of energy and ambition -- for the first time since my sudden retirement on Tuesday. (I applied for social security a week ago Saturday, got the confirmation of amount and start time on Tuesday, turned in my letter of resignation, and found it unnecessary to work out the 2 weeks notice -- and found myself heading home from my last day at work the same day.)

I've been feeling rather...flat, I guess would describe it. Certainly not depressed but not particularly buoyant as I would have expected with the removal of a huge multi layer of stress and reclaiming of a lot of time in my life. I think it was sort of a reaction to the relief of finally having an opportunity for down time and no longer having the stress of trying to keep a difficult job in the face of knowing the district manager was trying to get rid of me (nothing provable, of course).

So far this morning I've managed to get a few more things in a bag for Goodwill, started going through the stack of magazines and free papers building up next to the bed, worked on my yearly scrapbooks, did some mental planning, and I'm about to start a batch of shortbread and "do" Tom's leg for the first of two times today. And I've barely started checking things off today's list.

Linn