Work is fun until it is not. That is why I retired-it wasn't fun anymore. Now I face endless days of organization meetings and doctor appointments. Life has got to be better. Did work add a dimension to my life that I no longer have? Was I more structured? I kinda knew what I needed to do and now I am at loose ends.
Maybe I need to write a novel or a children's book. Paint a picture? Take up photography, pottery, cooking or gardening? Make my very existence on this planet matter. I have two children and one grand child. I have been married 46 years. That must account for something. I have joined DAR and graduated from a Master Gardener course. Now what? Just continue to stumble? Im a little long in the tooth to take up medicine or psychiatry. Maybe I need a Little help from my friends.
