One year Anniversary Really?
This week marks my one year anniversary as a Retired person. Well, at least in the employer/employee realm. I still work, for myself now a days.
I left my full-time job at the end of March last year. It was a scary time, but also a time to celebrate. I’d been in the work force a long time, over 40 years to be exact. I started my work life at the age of 15 with my first part-time job.
I used to laugh at people when they retired and after a couple of months would say, “I don’t know how I ever managed to work and do other things. The hours fly by, my days are filled to the brim with things to do and yet I feel I don’t accomplish anything.” I was determined that would NOT be me, I would know where every hours was spent and I would be productive.
Before I left my employer for good I sat with my scheduler and made sure I had something in there for most days. It was fat with stickers, tape, drawings, and wonderful colored deadlines and events. I was going to start my new life as an entrepreneur, and nothing was going to stand in my way of succeeding. Look at all the hours I would have each day just to spend on doing those things I always wanted to do…
Fast forward to this week. I have accomplished some of what I set out to do, but life has certainly got in the way of some of my goals. I can’t believe this is the end of March already.
I have bruises and a concussion from two of my set deadlines that ran me over as they flew by. My to-do list has grown, not shrunk, and every day before I know it the morning had turned into afternoon and all the boxes are not ticked in my scheduler. I have turned into one of those people I said I never would.
Ughhh… I’ll have to add another task to my To-Do list. Or maybe I should go back to work for someone else so I can get more things done… NOT!