My Retirement

Davey Do

Davey Do

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Goofy, Illinois
I keep track of events in my life, basically, through cartoons.

I turned 62 years old on February 2, 2019, was eligible for Social Security, and the realization sunk in that that it was possible for me to retire. I made this cartoon one week after I turned 62:

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I worked 57 more weeks before I was"Fired &Retired"!
 
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Macfan said:
The days of "I have to do it today because I have to go to work tomorrow" are long gone. Thank Heaven! It's not that I'm not doing anything, it's that I'm free to do anything, and Loving every minute of it :coffee: :love:. Don...
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Amen to that one! Remember for years it seemed I had to "micromanage" every 1/2 hour of my waking life. Lots of responsibilities between a business and home and families. So nice to be able to wind down now. I truly appreciate every day of having the luxury of saying "I'll do that later, or tomorrow or next week. Right now swinging on the back deck thinking about jumping in the pool. Life is good!
 
I'll see your an Amen, Liberty, and raise you a Hallelujah! Like your micromanaging, when I worked three 12 hour shifts in a row, I would rush, find short cuts, or put things on the back burner. On my days off I just wanted to veg out.

And Don, your "have to do it today because I have to go to work tomorrow", resonantes in my ears. Having world and time is such a pleasure.

I am getting so very much accomplished and enjoying it, even though I can't work as hard at manual labor like when I was 31 1/2 years old. I find if I start on something, get tired of doing it or run into a stumbling block, I'll wander around and find something else to do. With a house, a couple of acres, some gardens, a bicycle, a '51 Chevy pickup, a few chickens, art projects, and Honey Dos, there's always something to do.

Thank you all!
 
I received a note via the post yesterday from my high school sweetie, Racol, who I haven't spoken to in 20 years. We talked on the telephone for a little over an hour, mostly playing catch up. It was really nice.

Since I've retired, one of the first things I do when I get up is to take a little walk. This morning however, I went for a short bicycle ride and this happened:

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One of life's greatest mysteries, is that when we are in our youth, we have no doubt that we are traveling into the future. However, at some point in our aging process, we discover that we are really moving into our past.....following our ancestors, with our heads fully turned around.....watching our descendants march into the future. At what point did we change direction? :unsure:
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Meanderer said:
One of life's greatest mysteries, is that when we are in our youth, we have no doubt that we are traveling into the future. However, at some point in our aging process, we discover that we are really moving into our past.....following our ancestors, with our heads fully turned around.....watching our descendants march into the future. At what point did we change direction? :unsure:
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Heavy, Meanderer. And I'm not speaking molecularly.

"Integrity vs Despair" is the eighth and final stage of Erikson's stage theory of psychosocial development. This stage begins at approximately age 65 and ends at death. It is during this time that we contemplate our accomplishments and can develop integrity if we see ourselves as leading a successful life.

If we see ourselves as leading, or having led a productive life, we can be at peace with ourselves (integrity) and allow our descendants to "Follow not in the footsteps of the wise", as Basho said, "But seek what they sought".

If we are not at peace with ourselves (despair), we will forever until the end of our days, be grabbing at straws and taking shots in the dark seeking that peace or happiness.

Thank you for your post, Meanderer, it was quite thought-provoking.
 
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