Monday, January 4, 2016

Post 3155 - Monday

Hi. 9pm. I'm showered, shaven and smelling pretty. And I have a load of clothes in the washing machine. What else does a fella need?

First day back to work after 11 days off. It was very hard to get up today. Once we got going, though, we got to work and functioned, barely. Patricia keeps murmuring about retirement. She can go in the next couple of years. I have 4 left.

Hard to believe that I am closer to the end of my working years in government than I am to the beginning of them. Years ago, I spoke to my former guidance councilor from high school. He was just about to retire and gave me advice: do not wish your life away. The years go by at their own unique pace. That day when you can go on permanent vacation will get here soon enough. I keep that in mind as much as I can.

When we got home tonight, I undecorated the tree and then carried it out to the front deck. We will have one last look at it in the morning to make sure no decorations were overlooked, and then throw the tree on the front lawn for the recycling guys to take it away. Sorry to see it go. It was a nice tree this year.

I don't know what it is with me, but I can't seem to keep my hands on a pair of gloves or mittens. I am constantly misplacing them. That's why, after work this evening, we went to the local Mark's Work Wearhouse, where I bought a pair of gloves and a pair of mittens. They are the "thinsulate" type, so they are smaller and thinner and should not be lost this time, as long as I keep them stuffed in a coat jacket or something.

First day back, and we are both bushed. I think I will turn in early tonight. See you tomorrow, my friends. Keep smiling. And please take the time to tell me what you're wearing. Makes me happy.


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