Sunday, April 27, 2008
I will not whine~
A week of vacation comes to an end, and I refuse to whine.
It's been a week of beautiful spring weather and good friends, a week of time alone and time with others, a week of events, not all I'd hoped for, but I can live with it all: a good friend and candidate for Selectman lost the election last night, my son is scheduled for arthroscopic knee surgery on Thursday, a friend is moving out of town next month. But these are mere flecks of dust on the lens I peer through.
Spring's promise is being unwrapped daily and the warmth fills my heart. All is well. I can't complain. I won't.
This I know after this week of "glory devine," I will need structure when I retire, a schedule, something to anchor me in the day and make sure I get housework and other yuck stuff done along with the bike rides and the photography sprees that tug me out of the house.
This week I floated free for the most part . . . and loved it, but my "best laid plans" of cleaning closets, preparing meals ahead, cleaning the refrigerator, and washing the kitchen floor still remain on my "when I retire I'll get to it list." I will not criticize myself that I let all that ride. But damn!
Still, what are vacations for?
I'll set my alarm for 5:45 a.m. and be thankful to wake healthy, and if not entirely happy to get up so early, at least grateful I'm able. I will not say "shit" when the alarm goes off. Or at least not out loud.
All is well. I will not whine that it's back to work tomorrow.
No vacation goes unpunished. ~Karl Hakkarainen