Friday, March 10, 2017
My mini-vacation has been little to nothing but eating, drinking, and sleeping. Big sleep. I have napped every day for at least two hours, and have slept at least eight hours every night. I have eaten like a pig and have drunk my fill.
My body is not "beach-ready."
Next week. That is what I say. I will go back to work and the misery will begin. I will work and not eat and give up drinking and exercise twice a day.
There is no end to the shame of being human.
I guess this is what retirement will be like. I even went to some of the bulk and discount stores. They are amazing! Big Lots. Bulk Foods. Steinmart. I have come to some important realizations. I mean, they have couches at Big Lots for 1/3 the price of what I pay. Even less. Big comfy things. And toilet paper? I have been overpaying for toilet paper and paper towels my whole life. Everything, really. Why? Why?
I could have saved enough money for retirement by now. I have been a fool.
I understand my mother much better.
I will no longer be a spender. I'll be a saver. I have never known the satisfaction that can bring.
So next week begins the whole catastrophe. I will not eat, drink, or spend.
Yes, that is what there is to look forward to in the not-to-distant future.
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