When I retired at the end of May, Hubby had a rigorous retirement boot camp planned for me. My last day of work was a short one and I got home at noon. Hubby took me on a 4-mile hike that day. Part of boot camp is getting into shape. The consolation was an ice cream cone from the downtown Ben and Jerry’s shop. Hubby has helped me become much more active than I used to be with my desk job. Maybe someday I’ll be able to keep up with him. It’s a long shot, but I have hope.
The next part of boot camp was sleeping as late as I wanted to. One of the things I most looked forward to in retirement was waking in the morning when I was rested and not to the sound of an alarm. As I’ve aged, I’ve developed into a night owl and my prime sleeping hours are between midnight and eight. Those hours work better in retirement than employment. This part of the boot camp has been easy and enjoyable.
Learning how to travel with the least amount of clothes possible is the difficult part of boot camp. Hubby packs five shirts and three pairs of pants and that kept him clothed for five months. I didn’t do so well on that part of the training. I had our largest suitcase stuffed with as few clothes as I thought possible, but then bought a few more along the way. I told him I’m a woman. Packing like him is totally against my nature. I still need to work on this.
Traveling for months at a time has been hard, but fun at the same time. I love not having track to how much leave I have because my time is my own now. I am gradually feeling less stingy with my time because I have more. So when Hubby asks me to go along with something or run an errand for him, I feel more comfortable about saying yes. I like this feeling. My daughter invited to meet her at Disneyworld for a couple days of mother-daughter time. I didn’t have to check my workload or schedule. I just said yes! So next week, Lord willing, I will be in Florida enjoying a place I’ve wanted to go to for a long time, but Hubby never did. I hope this will be the first annual one-in-a-lifetime mother-daughter trip. I will be saving my pennies for next year.
The camp lasted for about five months, but I think has it has now come to an end. Maybe. We’ve been home 10 days and Hubby is itching to go someplace else. I’m itching to stay home for a while. We still need some work on getting on the same page.