Too busy to retire

In response to a blog post on a friend’s website about retiring, I answered that yes, it might be easy for some to fall into the trap of sitting on the couch, surfing channels on the TV, and eking out a slow, lingering death by advert.

But …

No way, not me!

I sort of semi-retired a few years back, and took on only a few bespoke editing jobs through a dwindling handful of contacts. But, as those very same people took early (forced) retirements and or were handed a pink slip, those few jobs dried up. Dried up like my enthusiasm for publishing in general. So much so, I took the final step last year. I took the plunge and retired, and left the workforce behind.

I set up my own websites, started my own projects, but for me, for my benefit, and for my own personal enjoyment. Write for me. Create for me. This was my new mantra. And now, I play in my various sandboxes to my heart’s content.

I must stress, I am hugely grateful to the fact I can do this, and have a supportive partner who lets me dabble. But then, in return, they do get the benefits of home cooked meals, and a warm, inviting space to come home too each night.

So retirement? No, not yet, and not for a long time to come, I’m way too busy.

I’m just getting my second, or is that, third wind? And I’m not about to stop and look over my shoulder, and see what it is I’ve left behind. I’m off to make a map of the future …

Ciao Bella!