Yes, it’s quiet around here. The Texans left this morning and while it was hard to see them go, it was time. Both kids and parents were looking forward to getting back to normal and Nana and Pop LIKE the quiet, like moving slowly, having time to float and read, having a clean house (that will take some time!). I just wish they lived a few miles away and could pop in and out during the week. As I said, it is hard to see them go. We’ll see them again in November but that’s a LONG time.
School started yesterday in Sarasota County. It was the first year I wasn’t in school as a volunteer, mostly trying to cheer up crying kindergarten kids and help them navigate the lunch line for the first time. Instead, I was out to lunch with a group of retired teachers. We’re going to make it a tradition…getting together on the first day of school to talk about how much fun it is NOT to be going back. We swapped stories on what we’ve been doing with our lives since retirement. I was the longest retired…starting Year 4…There were four who were beginning their first year. People are taking up tennis for the first time in their lives, traveling, buying a boat, substitute teaching, cleaning out closets, moving more slowly, exercising, reading more, doing volunteer work…or all of the above. I think everyone has to find her own way when it comes to retirement. Obviously, money is one of the first things everyone looks at….Do I have enough of it? Will it last? That part is scary. How much is enough, anyway? My comment on that subject was that I was pleasantly surprised…We’ve had enough to live just fine as long as we don’t go crazy. We’re not as poor as we thought we’d be, anyway.
However, I’ve fallen into a part time job…More of an off again, on again job that is right up my ally. A good friend, Deirdre Christman, gave my name to a friend of hers who was looking for someone to edit her doctoral dissertation. I started doing that one and she gave my name to a couple other people. It’s turned out to be enjoyable work. Nothing like getting paid to be critical. I catch typos (too bad I don’t always catch my own), fix subject/verb agreement, turn passive voice into active voice, break up sentences that go on too long or are too confusing (If they’re too confusing for me to understand when I read them out loud, I figure they need work) So I sit by the pool with my laptop and work…not too much work but enough to have a little mad money every now and then.
And I’m doing fine. I still have my ups and downs when it comes to eating . I need to be so very careful what I eat, how much I eat and how fast I eat and you’d think by now, I’d have it all down to a science. But I don’t and pay dearly for mistakes. Slowly but surely, I’m getting the hang of this post “gastroesophagectomy” life. It’s been four months…I guess I’m a slow learner. Still, I can’t complain. Life is so very good.
I think I have a new favorite book…All the Light We Cannot See . Don’t you love the title? the book is wonderful. I’m about a third of the way through…absolutely beautiful.