I’ve decided to retire. Actually, I
made that decision decades ago. I’ve always hoped to live long
enough, and save enough bucks, that I could retire someday. That day
is near, so long as you realize that the term “near” is relative.
Making the decision when to retire has
made all the difference in the world to me. In recent weeks I have
been happier than I have been in years, and I can only attribute this
to having set a definite retirement date in my mind. Now that I know
that the time is finite, I can suffer through anything. Like seeing
the finish line at the end of a marathon, I can actually see the end
rather than merely conceiving of the end in my mind, and the reality
of it makes all the difference in my demeanor.
I will render unto Caesar that which is
Caesar’s during the remaining months. I will do my duty, but soon
my days of servitude will be at an end, and soon enough I will be
“free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty I am free at last”.
Soon enough all of the work issues that have bedeviled me will be in
my past. Not soon, but soon enough to grant me an elusive peace of
mind.
You might recall the old adage “Don’t
sweat the small stuff “, and the parenthetical adage, “It’s all
small stuff”. I’ve become the poster child for the phrase. I’ve
taken a virtual chill pill. “This too shall pass” has become my
daily mantra. I am approaching the enlightenment achieved by Mad
Magazine’s famous fictional character Alfred E. Neuman – “What,
me worry?” (I lie, but I’m working on it.)
Written January 2012
Retirement September 2012