It’s funny that I still look at the week as a measurement of work, even a few months into retirement. Here I am sitting, thinking I’m behind on several things I wanted to do this week like I’m working for someone or on an hourly budget or there is a deadline from someone else.

For a second this morning, I was going to beat myself up for sleeping in and walking into my office well after sunrise which is not the norm. Then I smiled and said, slow down, you’re doing fine, look around at the work you have done in a couple of months.

I wonder if that will change in time. After being on a schedule for so many decades it’s ingrained I guess? Just like my sleep patterns, which remain screwed up after the last decade of overnight shifts. I know, that I’m still a little giddy that I’m retired and reveling in the possibilities while working hard on the ones I set out on.

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Random Thoughts of the Day

• Is a writer both a lead singer and lyricist?
• Somedays I get the urge to throw my leg over a big V-Twin and go for a ride. Those days I have to avoid driving past the local bike shop.
• The hard part about doing art for me is knowing when I’m finished.
• That Jersey Mike’s sub was good this evening.