Friday, Nov. 30 was my Last Day at work. I had a wonderful retirement party and I got a tremendous going-away staff gift. (Pictures next week!) I hugged goodbye my despised ex-director who hugged me back and pretended to care. Our wonderfully thoughtful management put the wrong number of years of service on my *Award* plaque. (Not exactly an unexpected development from this gang of twits.) I was going to write more, but last night, I started sneezing my head off and my temperature was slightly elevated. So now, I have the Flu on the First Day of the Rest of My Life. Bleech.
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Ah, it's better to get the crappy part over in the beginning so you can enjoy the rest of the time! (just thinking positively) *wink*
ReplyDelete♫Happy Retirement♫
♥Sharon
Thank you, Sharon. I hope my toilet seat cover breaking off isn't another omen of thingies to come! Eeeek! Maybe time to move all those decorating magazines out of the loo? :)
ReplyDeleteI just discovered your blog through Grace's blogroll. Was just reading through all your posts when I came across this one. When I retied (almost 6 years ago), I got sick the very first day of my retirement. Then I kept feeling better, than worse, then better, then worse for about 6 weeks! I wonder if there's something about getting across that finish line that just takes so much effort, your body rebels right after?
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