six point five

I think I have about 6.5 work days left. Very precise, I know. Left until what, you ask? Retirement.

I'm not sure what to make of all this yet. When people ask me how it feels (I've worked for the same company for 30+ years), I just shrug and say "surreal."

I'm a strange mixture of excited, terrified and realizing that there are actually some people that I will truly miss from work. Hopefully, I/we can manage to stay in touch. And yes, mom...I've been trying to set some of that up in advance. And I do aspire to see people in something other than a Teams/Zoon/WebEx/Meet situation. One of the things I've missed the most in the "pandemic era" is going out for happy hour with small groups of people. June 15th (California's alleged reopening) can't come soon enough.

One of my many things I'm interested in pursuing in retirement is writing...so we'll see if I can keep this up more than one entry per year(ish).

 

That's all I've got for a Sunday afternoon. I've got to ease into this. It might be time for a swim...or maybe a nap.