On the other hand, I have not touched the piano yet, and I have done very little yard work despite unnaturally good weather, for this part of the world, all week since I retired. It is another beautiful day today. This is getting weird.
Community activities are on hold.
One odd item: I have been using a feather duster, on a regular basis, to dust. I never expected that.
The big item I can see now is missing from my plans is The Next Big Thing, some overriding goal to pursue, some substantial accomplishment. Everyday tasks like exercising and keeping the yard in shape are good things, but I feel like I am missing something. My friend Chuck wrote novels after he retired. My brother achieved his Life Master designation in bridge. I could use a goal along those lines.
I have considered writing, but I really don't have any ideas for a novel. Writing blog posts or Twittering fall more into the day-to-day category. I could probably become a bridge Life Master if I devoted myself to it, but that has been done, and I am not sure I could muster the devotion. I would like to play chess, but I simply do not have the brain power, to put it bluntly, to be much better than I ever was, which was only fairly good. I could understand trying to set some goals around golf, but I don't think that is for me.
The one thing that occurs to me so far is to devote more time to politics, to try to work with others to make small changes in the world for the better. So that's one idea, one that will stay on hold for the time being given the pandemic. I prefer to have a few viable ideas to choose from rather than just the one, but it's a start.
So add one more retirement activity to the list: find the next big thing.
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