I am slowly coming to the realization that I now have time to waste. I say that in the most positive sense. While I still have a few weeks of work left before I early retire, I don’t feel nearly as rushed as I used to. It’s nice to feel that wasting a little time isn’t such a bad thing. After all, as John Lennon said “Life is what happens when you are making other plans.”
I especially notice it on Sundays, which are typically a busy day for Mr. & Mrs. FireStation. Normally we are running from church to multiple errand stops, while still trying to get a little fun squeezed in before the weekend is over. This past Sunday I we were out looking at new homes on the local Spring Parade of Homes Tour. We went after church and a visit to the tax lady and before we knew it, it was already close to 3pm. It was already the middle of the afternoon.
Normally, this is when the first pang of the Sunday Blues would hit. That feeling that the fun is almost over and it is time to start planning for the oh-so-serious work week. That sudden moment of regret hit me this Sunday, but I quickly countered the fleeting blues with a confident ‘who cares?’ After all, my time is MY time now and while I do have to go into the office this week, I am becoming increasingly irrelevant in the eyes of my colleagues.
It will take some adjustment to get used to this more relaxed style living and being able to waste some time without feeling bad about it. While I also went for a nice walk, did some shopping, and watched the Downton Abbey finale with my wife, several times during the day on Sunday I felt like I was breaking the rules by not trying to get more done. I will need to learn to be like the guy in the Joe Walsh song, that explains “people say I’m lazy, but it takes all my time.”
While it is still too cold to have a relaxing swing in the hammock on a sunny, Sunday afternoon right now – this soon will be my reality. I wonder how long it will take until I forget it even is the weekend? How long would it take you?
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