I know everyone says this, but when I was working, my days flew by (some because I couldn't wait to get to the weekend). I was up in the morning, on e-mail or calls all day, then dinner time came and I was exhausted. When I was traveling for my job, I counted the days until I could go back home. Time seemed to travel really quickly. A year flew by without my really noticing.
Now that I'm retired, I feel as though time has slowed down because I get to enjoy each day and can "stop and smell the roses". I think about the 20 years between 45 and 65, and they flew by. Now I feel as though the years between 65 and 85 (if I make it to that age) will go at a lot slower pace.
Anyone else?
Now that I'm retired, I feel as though time has slowed down because I get to enjoy each day and can "stop and smell the roses". I think about the 20 years between 45 and 65, and they flew by. Now I feel as though the years between 65 and 85 (if I make it to that age) will go at a lot slower pace.
Anyone else?