Today marked the first day of the rest of my life. Or my second life. Not sure, not sure what you call it when your role is made redundant and you leave the organisation you’ve worked for, in a range of roles, for the last 14 and a half years, or the whole of your adult working life.
But I’ve been looked after and so I’m lucky to be able to afford to take a few months off to work out what I want to do next – which I’m pretty happy about really. Sad, of course, to be leaving work and most particularly my work buddies, but it’s not like I can’t see them any more. And now I’ve got lots of time to work on the house and especially the garden (not to mention my knitting!).
My first day of “freedom” started off like this:
Breakfast and the newspaper on the sunny front verandah. Nelly thought it looked good so she joined me.
I made the first of my daily to-do lists – I think this is important because I know from experience that if I have a day off without any goals, I will achieve nothing (well, excespt a lot of tv watching and knitting!)
Did some important reading (one of my farewell gifts from the lovely Ms S):
(because mabye if I’m the bestest housewife ever, husby won’t want me to go back to paid employment!)
And ended the day with a bit more sunshine:
Which I’ll tell you more about in my next post – and yes, you can expect some more regular posting from me now!