On November 22 it will be one year since I left my job of 24 years and did not look back. Have I missed working? Are you kidding? I love my freedom. Of course it helped that I left almost immediately for over a month in Venice, Italy. The City of My Dreams in case you haven’t read the previous posts.
I am spending my time doing what I want to do when I want to do it. I meet friends during the day, during the week for a walk or lunch or a movie….sometimes all three.
As the picture above shows I created a summer sanctuary on my patio that became a jungle. Little plants that started out four inches tall until the frost last night were four feet tall. Frost will do that. Some are still there though.
Some feline friends even come to hang out with me.
Just in case you think I’m just lounging around…I am back in college. I’m learning to read, write and hopefully speak Italian.
Here’s a picture of my classmates and I having dinner at a local restaurant to celebrate the beginning of the fall quarter.
Some of the many things I enjoy about retirement:
Not having to set an alarm clock
Eating my meals when I feel like it whether alone or with a friend
Reading, reading, reading
Gardening, gardening, gardening
Photographing flowers and cats….not necessarily in that order
One of the “doorstep” cats (some of them have homes, this one doesn’t but visits everyone) has decided to spend a lot of time on my patio. He’s very friendly, purrs up a storm, loves to be brushed. I call him il Diavolo…because he’s such a handsome Devil. I’ve told him if I were going to adopt another cat it would be him. For now he still lives outside. He seems to like it there and all his other friends that he wouldn’t get to visit if I made him an indoor cat.
And yes, he is a very big cat…I actually weighed him and he is a whopping 15 lbs! But it’s mostly muscle.
I loved my job but I don’t miss working at all. I have no intention of either going back to that job or working anywhere. I’m doing fine financially as my retirement income is actually more than what I got working. Strange but true. I’m spending my time paying off my debts and divesting myself of things I don’t need because hopefully in about three years Italy will give me a visa and allow me to live in The City of My Dreams.