My son asked me to day if I liked my first day of retirement. I laughed. I went and received a shot in the arm. I presented a copy of our call to our bank. We started to clean out our closet, dejunking, DI-ing, and throwing away many things. Filling boxes and sacks, etc.
We sort of have to imagine what will happen when we get off the plane in 18 months. Will we need suits, dresses, sofas, beds, washer and dryer, or what. We won't have a home. We won't have a car. We will have our kids search for a place for us to live when we arrive. But we need to consider what things we need so we don't throw them away.
After imagining what we will do when we arrive home in eighteen months, we will have to envision what we will use, what we will need to assure we will be able to start living like a normal, retired couple.
We are checking out the challenge of getting an international drivers license, for we will have to drive all around Santiago visiting institutes and seminaries. We also need to check out phone providers, cell or otherwise.
We need to find out about the electricity. Is it 110 or 220? Of course we are interested in what kind of food we will eat, and not eat. We are interested in many things, but we need to prepare in the next month or so to be ready to leave. There is much to do.
Of course, in my retirement, I will have to get all those things done after I do all the priorities that all retired people do. Retired people take a few naps each day, don't they? And they spend lots of time deciding what they will be doing the rest of the day, week, month, and the rest of their life. Am I really retired?
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