I’m sure when I was younger there were stretches of 2-3 weeks like this. I spent years as a single dad with three teenagers and a job that required way more than 40 hours a week and I got through that. When I was in my early 50’s I still had that job, it was going through a stretch that was busier than all getout and I was going to Pepperdine for two years to get my Masters and I got through that. So, yeah, this isn’t a first.
But I might have lost a step between my 40’s, my 50’s, and now my late 60’s. In other words, I’m getting too old for this shit.
It is always a surprise when I see news of another high school classmate retiring. Or one my brothers, all of whome are one to seven years younger than I am.
Retire? Not any time soon. I’ll be happy to just get some time off this weekend instead of working all three days.
But there’s a lot of satisfaction in what our team is doing and the teamwork concepts that I learned at Pepperdine are being put to good use. So we’ll press on.
Perhaps with an extra nap or two for a couple of days. Maybe I’ll even have time to go find something other than this one rose bush to take pictures of.
Maybe. The possibilities are endless.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 