Envy
I am the envy of many people I know. Now that I’ve left full time employment behind, they think I laze around watching movies all day in my jammies, getting up every now and then to walk to the fridge in my bunny slippers to get a drink.
The last week has been a real emotional roller coaster ride. Being home all day, I’ve lost my day time friends. Lunch buddies. Tea time buddies. And Instant Messenger has become my bridge to the real world. But it’s like communication through a séance.
I’ve kept myself pretty busy. All the things that needed to be done from months ago are finally being done. DIY stuff. Getting the finances in order. Salvaging the garden.
Since my mini-retirement, I’ve yet to sit down with my pina colada, feet up, book in hand. Or watch a single movie. Or plan the orgy for when my wife is at work. My life isn’t as rosy as many think it is. Those of you who are envious, needn’t be.
