Congratulations Kerouac! I would also say that I am quite positive that you will be missed not only by your peers but by Management. They need that employee that will fight for the rights of all staff because they often forget that their successes come from actual humans.
I have my pen on my desk at home and I find now that when I look at it I find myself smiling, remembering a challenging time or some of my staff and co-workers.
Enjoy your unemployment and hopefully you will fill this board with essays and photos of new adventures. Cheers!
The only problem with the "next chapter" is remembering all of the stories of people who dropped dead within one year of when they stopped working. That's probably only 5% of the cases (or less, I hope), but we remember them, because the other 95% have nothing to report.
Yes, the sensational stories are certainly the ones that draw our attention. When my boss retired earlier this year I got a lot of small-talk type questions from coworkers asking when I was going to retire. It kind of irritated me......a lot.
Facing retirement is frightening to me at times. I love my job, and love my paycheck even more. Five years ago I would have said I'd work until I was 85. Now, I'm thinking that I have a whole lot of other things I would also like to do in my life, and I want to get at it while I'm physically and mentally able. I just need to figure out when I am going to financially able.
From reading many of your posts over the years I cannot imagine you will do anything but plan one adventure after another, no matter how big or small. Those will be the stories I will want to hear, rather than the stories of the 5%.
From one who was forced into retirement due to illness, I can appreciate feeling the thrill of an enriching career and also the reality of how quickly all parts of life can be taken away.
I was able to travel while rehabilitating from my illness and although it was difficult at first, it was so beneficial to my overall recovery efforts and happiness.
I know a few people who died within a year of their retirement and one of those people had spent her whole career saving for retirement so they could travel. It is a difficult balance, to save but also to live, and that is what her husband now advises his kids to keep in mind.
The Company I worked for 20 years has a very good benefit plan, they will continue to assist me until I am 65. My husband is forced to retire at 60 (mandatory for firefighters), but he is actually planning to retire at 57. There are so many cancers attributed to firefighting that he does worry about this.
Coincidentally, today I saw a friend who retired a couple of months ago. He was a teacher (university) & really enjoyed his students & teaching. He continues to be absolutely content & thrilled that he's retired.
And moving on to other things that mean a lot ~~
My little Harley lifted his leg to pee today for the first time!
Nah, it's just that he's still quite young (b. Sept 2011) & everyone kept telling me male dogs don't do the leg-lifting until they're one year old. I don't know why I was so thrilled to see my baby growing up, since I don't want anything in my house or yard to be marked. He's fixed, so maybe it won't be an issue.
I received a postcard from Cambodia last week, and yesterday I had a drink with the girl young woman who sent it to me, the daughter of one of my former colleagues. (She is attached to me because her parents leave a lot to be desired.)
In addition, she brought me a krama (traditional Cambodian silk scarf) in a woven basket as a gift. It really warmed my heart, because even though there was no connection, it was as though she had brought back a little piece of hwinpp to give to me.
I finally got my good camera back from repair yesterday, after 38 days (I didn't count but the guy said that my guarantee had been extended 38 days). On the down side, I can't find anything to take a picture of in Paris.
Kerouac told me that he was so sick with envy that I get to go to Lawton while he's stuck in crummy old Paris that he threw his newly repaired camera into the garbage!
Shame about the camera, but I can understand how he feels.
That may be true, bixa. All kidding aside, I do remember how overwhelming it felt to see such wide open spaces when I visited Lawton and Fort Sill. I also remember seeing roaming herds of buffalo for the first time, as well as beautiful mountains where it just didn't seem they should exist. It was so different there in comparison to what I had experienced by that point at the age of 19.
We rolled into Altus the summer I turned 18, in 1966, moving there from Savannah, Georgia. (you know -- that place with trees, waving Spanish moss, a beach on the Atlantic, etc.). Once escaped from the car, all I wanted was to shower & wash my hair. The water in the motel came out brown. For enrichment we went to to Fort Sill in 115° heat & saw where Geronimo had been incarcerated. Also buffalo.
But yes, the mountains are truly beautiful.
In the little things mean a lot category: laughing helplessly, I do love it! Just watched episode 4, season 6 of The Big Bang Theory and was almost destroyed by the pie eating contest ........ which I backed up and watched again.
Post by cheerypeabrain on Dec 12, 2012 21:35:02 GMT
One of my colleagues is Polish...she told me a few years back that when she was a a little girl she remembers the excitement on St Nicholas' Day (6th December)...all the children polished their shoes really carefuly and left them on the windowsill the night before going to bed...in the morning IF they'd been good...St Nicholas would leave treats in their shoes...
We don't often work together but this year we just happened to be in the same lab...so I did this....
I made the shoes in my tea break and filled them with sweeties...she was really chuffed.... (pleased)