Usually new jobs start on Monday, but in my case, my new job – Retirement – dawned on the last day of the month of August, 2012.My husband was up before it cracked – dawn that is, and called me to see the sunrise. He took pictures, then I did.I was invited to go back to work for the monthly honoring of birthdays and other important events, like retirement. Would you expect that getting up that early, I would be on time?
I had to blog about my wonderful party. Then I had to read what some of my blogger friends were doing. It’s only a half hour to get to work, and I knew I wouldn’t have ANY trouble making it by 10:00. I got up before 6:00, that’s A.M.
At 9:18 a.m., I decided that I’d better get ready. I left only 6 minutes late, and amazingly, although it was 10:03 when I walked into the building, I wasn’t late!!! Another wonderful surprise awaited me.
Charlene asked me if I MINDED if they took some time to honor me. How do you answer a question like that? I told her I couldn’t handle mushiness – not that anyone would get mushy mind you. Long ago when I left Oregon, my church friends gave me a going away party. They gave me the most thoughtful gifts and started telling stories about me, and by the time they finished I had to go to the kitchen so they wouldn’t see me cry. I couldn’t stop, I was so emotional that I couldn’t breathe. Although I was excited about the future (back then in the past), leaving was incredibly painful. I didn’t want to do that again.
Charlene promised, so the stories at this party were all the dumb, goofy things that people endured with me. Yes, there were a few, and I was only moved to tears from laughing so hard. You might not think they are funny, but here they are:
- My attorney co-coordinator for Mock Trial and I volunteered to load all the equipment we used that evening into Paula’s car for her while she monitored the trials. The only problem was that I didn’t remember what kind of car she had, and thought it was red. (Her new car was black.) The first red car on the street opened when we tried the trunk. So we started loading – in spite of the large male tennis shoes and the golf clubs that I had never seen in Paula’s car. To our credit, at some point we realized that we had made a mistake. When we looked up to the third floor of the courthouse, we could see Paula looking down at us. Oh yes, she knew…
- Charlene and I were driving together to a meeting with all the instructional consultants from our office. The meeting was not far from the hotel a little way out of Sacramento at the presenter’s beautiful 80 acre ranch. The 10 or 15 of us were the only participants. In all fairness to me (the driver) Sacramento freeways ARE confusing, but in this case we were just talking and sharing funny stories. When Charlene and I had driven for 30 minutes or more we decided that we must have passed the exit. We had. Our boss was not happy when he called, but we were so giddy that I didn’t have any eye make-up left on my eye lashes when we got to the meeting. No telling where it all was. I doubt if anyone noticed.
- Sometimes I get enthusiastic when I present, and on this one particular occasion I was wearing a pony tail. I didn’t notice where it was going, but I guess all the participants did. The rubber band wasn’t in very tight, and I guess my pony tail migrated from one side of my head to the other and back again. All the participants gave me their attention rapt, making me even more enthusiastic. I thought it was my presentation on the Common Core Standards that was SO interesting, but now I’m thinking MAYBE NOT?
- Yes there were others, but you get the idea.
Charlene then placed an hourglass in my hands to show what I had more of on my hands now that I was retired. I actually thought it was to remind me of what she would expect my figure to look like because now I would have time to exercise and eat right. Yes I did eat two more of Laura’s cookies for breakfast and another one after dinner along with a diet root beer float. So I guess the hourglass figure is not off to a good start.
I didn’t cry at either of my retirement parties, but parting – not parties – is hard on me. I went home and did something I may feel like doing after a big lunch, but never do. I took a
nap. Did I actually write that down? It was just a short one. I’m not saying another word. On the up side. I’m not sleepy. Not even a little bit.
I’ve finished this post. Wonder what I should do next??? Tomorrow’s a day off work. 🙂