New life continues

Day 3

"The road is long, with many a winding turn, that leads to who knows where"

It has been two days at home with mom. Could this be considered a "honeymoon" period? So far so good. Although she is still trying to get stuff that I like, buy stuff that I enjoy, buys the dinners out ... almost like I am still a guest. Am sure things will improve from here. Well, they have to.

Yesterday I got a bug up my keister and decided to start the "next life" - started a techno blog, started on my web page, worked on how to make myself sound more official ... I know that I KNOW the material and how to use it. I just need to make sure people that look at it believe that I do also.

Today seems a more relaxed day. Just hanging about. Watching TV. Cooking. Eating (too much of that). Checking on the phone. Wondering what my friends are up to.

I do think of my friends. I do think of my old hood. I do think of what I would be doing right now ... well, retired - I'd be home figuring out new things to do. Non-retired - I'd be at school teaching Spanish 3 and 4.

I miss the grind, I miss the schedule, I miss the daily routine. More than anything, I miss the daily routine. I must make a new routine that I can live with and that will be my new routine from now on. No one tells you much about that when you retire. Oh, there is advice, always, but not that you will miss that which you complain much about. We are funny beings us humans.

Another thing that I do miss, from home, is space ... space to move around, space to walk around ... between big furniture, extra furniture, can't get rid of furniture ...  and another human being around here, it is a squeeze in between and a let me go around this.

Life continues.

The new life - here we go

Day 1

I arrived in Norman, OKieland yesterday.

I now stay here.
I now live here.
I now am resident here.
I now am trying to convince myself of this change.

I think the hardest part is convincing mom that I do not need for her to take care of me. I lived 30 some odd years by myself (mostly) and can take care of things, I am not an invalid and I do not want a "maid" of sorts. Oh, yes, she loves it and wants to ... I just don't love it or want her to.

I need to look for my next lifestyle, my next life, what to do, what to do. I do not want to retire to a rocking chair and have nothing to do but be a meddling old fart.

The thing I fear the most is the friendships I left behind. They are elsewhere and away from me. Social media takes care of a lot. Still. I am trying to avoid thinking about it cause it sends my mind whirling.  I may not be the greatest at getting in touch with people but once in a while I did, or I'd comment on something or whatever.

I just liked the security friendship blanket.

I feel naked here.

I know I have my family. I know I have the few people I know. It's just the lack of other things to do that create trouble. I want to be busy! Making something. Making money. Making trouble. Don't care. I just want to make busy and get going.

I miss that. I miss the business. I miss the working. I miss the having to be somewhere at some time for some period of time.

Get the flow of thoughts? Well, stick around. More to come.