Work, Yes Please..............

Today is the perfect example of why I don't retire......sorry kids, not yet. I have the years....Lord knows I have the age. What I don't have is the little niggle that tells me I should, or better yet, can. Here's part of the deal......I would be WORTHLESS. All day today I have occupied my end of the couch, with my glass of tea near by, my dog lying next to me, my cat lying on the back of the couch, my computer on the side table, my cell phone beside it.....do you GET THE PICTURE? Do I need to go to town....why, yes I do!! The cupboards at the Brannan Farm are bare. Do I need to do some laundry.....hmmmmm...yep, pretty sure that the dirty clothes hamper is working at near capacity level. Do I need to do yard work.....NOPE.....I will concede that since everything we have is burned to a crisp and/or eaten by the 3 million grasshoppers that call the Brannan Farm home. Back to my guilt trip.....nothing accomplished is not a good fit for me. At least not yet. I don't know how to do nothing. I fear that day after day, I would sit, read, eat, ......repeat as needed. I would eat, shall we say, a tad more than I should, I would probably not get dressed for days. I would blog, tweet, FB, text and basically be a slug...no offense to the bloggers, tweeters, Facebookers and texters...or the slugs for that matter....all are noble pastimes. So, when you see me and ask me.....You ready for school to start? I'm gonna say yes.....because I am.....because it's what's best for me and I hope for the 135 kids that,this year,will walk through the door of Rm 11 on The Hill. Kudos to you guys who can retire and still be productive. It's just not me yet......