So many times in the past week—an utterly exhausting one because of news events requiring quick turnarounds at the magazine I work for—I longed for time off to do what I really wanted to do. Now I’ve finally hit a three-day weekend, and I’ve spent the first day pacing and feeling anxious because I’m not being productive.
That’s the trouble with work: when you work really hard for long hours, you yearn for time off, but you don’t have a clue what to do with that time once you get it, because you’ve been working too hard to plan ahead.
I think that’s why retirement is such a difficult undertaking. You’ve spent your whole life working rather than developing interests so you don’t know what to do with yourself when you finally have the time to do it.
The more you work the more you have to work because you really don't know what to do when you're not at work.
The more you work the more you have to work because you really don't know what to do when you're not at work.
3 comments:
Ah, just wait, Mia. Retirement is heavenly. You'll adjust to it in a week or two. The burden of having to do work for others will be lifted, and your own impulses and creativity will flourish. It will be wonderful for you (and for your friends) when your energy is released and you can follow your own natural tendencies any hour of the day. You'll be able to play in the sunshine again!
Yeah, but what if I get bored and lonely?
Highly unlikely. (And you can always go back to work, tee hee.) If possible, you might consider taking a sabbatical to "try out" retirement, to see how your being expands into a few months of freedom.
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