Well, what I can say is it doesn't take long to figure it out. After being retired for twelve years, I had gotten into a groove. Retirement was great - I could do what I wanted, when I wanted, how I wanted . . . and then I received the phone call.
How could I refuse to return to the school? My heart is there, and when they asked, I quickly agreed to return for a year. After all, it is just a year.
Well, a lot happened in that year. I had already had a few trips planned that I was, of course, allowed to go on. That being said, I did not go to the cabin in October, as it was planned for Homecoming, and I needed to be at the school. And when I accepted, I had no idea we would be having another grand baby. We found out in September, and could not have been happier . . . but I knew I would not be able to participate as much as I would have loved.
Don took great care of me, however, having dinner on the table many times, or making reservations for the other times. Some days I came home and fell asleep on the couch. Some days I went to bed at 9:00. But I never had trouble getting out of bed in the morning, and I looked forward to getting to work. After Spring Break, however, I began to count the days. I wanted to go back to the cabin; I wanted to see Tessa; I needed to begin to prepare for the trip to Alaska.
So I was delighted when my replacement wanted to start early. I knew I was in the way, and it was time for him to take charge. When I first retired, I was ready but tearful when I walked out of the school. This time, I knew I was ready and that things would be fine.
I have been re-retired for four days . . . and it has been glorious. I know I will not run out of things to do, and it is time to get on with things!
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