People ask what I do all day now that I’m retired. I couldn’t honestly tell them. The days just seem to happen. “Unproductive” is such a negative word. I prefer to think of them as “organic.”
Some people get out of bed, fully intent on giving it their all – 100%. I prefer to hover at a more attainable 72% and hope for the best.
What the hell DO I do all day? I decided to track my activities for a day, and report the spellbinding results to you, my readers. It’s pretty compelling stuff, so hold on to your seats, Helsinki! You’re in for the the thrill of a lifetime!
6:45 AM – started my day with true purpose, made pot of coffee and to-do list
– Paint trim in bedroom
– Start compost pile
– Weed garden and plant tomatoes
– Hand-scrub bathroom floor
– Do laundry
7:15 AM – packed Tom’s lunch, waved him off to work, ready for first list item
7:16 AM – sat down and Googled, “What do chipmunks like to eat?” instead. Happy to find dried cranberries in cabinet. Watched them eat in yard. Chipmunks! Cute!
7:30 AM – pondered life’s imponderables
– to what extent can humans comprehend infinity?
– what role does God truly play in our lives?
– why is Justin Bieber on “Ellen” so often?
7:53 AM – showered, dressed, looked at laundry on way by basket
8:13 AM – thought about getting a life coach
8:14 AM – realized I would hate life coach
8:15 AM – fed dog. Still feeling guilty about leaving her for vacation, made her scrambled eggs. With cheese
8:23 AM – walked dog. Sunny and 70!! Energized!
10:31 AM – studied picture on wall, noticed there’s a duck in it
10:32 AM – mail call. Got notice from the federal government – Be A U.S. Citizen!!
10: 36 AM – researched caterers for my swearing-in party
10:53 AM – called Tom. Told him how expensive caterers are. He says he’ll cook.
10:57 AM – put in load of laundry, started dinner prep
11:37 AM – thought of all the free stuff I’m missing out on as an illegal alien
12:03 PM – moved laundry to dryer
12:07 PM – hoped feds don’t have my name listed as Fatima or Nazeerah
12:13 PM – sat down to work on blog post, wrote another blog post instead
1:38 PM – made refrigerator pickles like we had in Charleston
2:15 PM – cleaned and filled bird feeders and bath
2:20 PM – walked dog
2:53 PM – cleaned up grass and bug vomit (from dog)
2:59 PM – turned on Dr. Phil
3:09 PM – wondered why I ever watched Dr. Phil
3:54 PM – ignored posts in progress. wrote about Dr. Phil
5:15 PM – finished dinner prep
5:51 PM – Tom home, ate dinner, Tom to gym
6:30 PM – sauteed beef liver for dog
6:47 PM – read new library book
Well, that’s pretty much it. See what I mean? Days just happen.
Tom will be home soon, and we will probably watch a couples of episodes of “Turn.” I don’t think more detail is necessary. I think we’ve all had enough excitement for one day.