The Road East: Day 3

Day 3 dawned this morning with clear beautiful blue skies and we were on the road to our retirement by 8:00 a.m.  And our first stop is what I’m going to label as step 4 on my 12-step retirement program.  Treat yourself to something yummy for breakfast, even though you know it’s really not good for you, because sometimes it’s just fun – and yummy – to do so.

The Road East:  Day 2

I think there should be a 12-step program for major life changes such as retirement.  One day you’re working full time, the next day you’re not.  There should be some kind of phasing out period.  Don’t you think?

The Road East: Day 1

You know how people say, “If you had told  me 5 years ago that I’d be doing x, y, z, I would have told you were crazy?”  Yeah.  It’s like that.  I took stock of what Abi and I have done in the past 5 years and I kinda don’t even believe it, but here we are on the road to retirement.

On the Road to Retirement

Sometimes, when you’re trying to figure out how you’re going to get it all done, an angel comes along and loans you her car.  Not only does she loan you her car, but she tells you to keep it until the day before you leave.  Sometimes, “thank you” doesn’t even begin to cut it.

“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.”

 Albert Einstein

I’m not sure how I’m feeling these days.  I was thinking maybe the word surreal fit.  So I Googled (it’s a verb right?) the definition of surreal and got this:  having the qualities of surrealism.  Fat lot of good that did me.

Although we love our 1904 classic American house – we cannot honestly say it has ever truly felt like, home.   I know, sounds odd, right?  The life of an innkeeper is so different than the so-called ordinary life; it’s a little hard to put into words.

I just finished reading a post written by our friend, Will.  I got to the end of the last paragraph, dried my eyes and immediately emailed Will and asked him if I could publish his post on my site.  Fortunately, he said, “Yes.”

It’s the title of my – our – life these days.  Organized chaos.

Here’s the thing, we actually closed escrow on the sale of Abigail’s on March 31.  Yep. It’s true.  And let no one have any doubt that I can keep a secret.  Ha!

“It’s so nice to see someone who eats so much fresh food,” said the man standing in line behind me at the Costco check out. I turned, smiled, and replied, “Well, the truth of the matter is I own a B&B in Ashland and this is my weekly run.”

I didn’t realize it had been so long, but turns out I haven’t written a letter to myself since June 19, 2013.  My bad.  I’ve been busy.  I know, that’s not an acceptable excuse, but what can I say?  I haven’t been paying attention.  I’ll get better.