Starting my Next Life Adventure.

Retirement is a week away and I am up to my eyeballs in paperwork. My moods are on the edge of anxious, stressed, snappy. I am looking forward to moving past this into my Craft Loft, a place in my home with paper, inks, stamps, glue, crayons, markers, and colored pencils. It is a delight to behold but also overwhelming when thinking about a project to begin. Sort of like this retirement gig.

My cat watches these little chipmunks running around outside our patio door and they run fast and hide well. She would love to catch one and make it lunch or a new toy but it’s not going to happen on my watch. What will happen on my watch when I stop watching and move into doing. What to do first? Travel, volunteer, craft and play?

I have been attempting to do some bible journaling, walking, spiritual searching and learning about the needs in my city involving fair housing and preventing homelessness. This subject may take another lifetime I don’t foresee. I pull away from the political debates but put my name on the roll to do some poll watching for the upcoming election. Did I really do that? Am I hoping to do it or that they don’t call me and have enough volunteers already? See what I mean? Complicated…