Today marks five months until I close a large chapter in life and open a brand new one. Five whole months until I retire and I go out on my own. (future grandkids note: I've always been a rugged individualist and a natural non-comformist. Doing things on my own is what I major in kids.) I've been doing a lot of planning on what I'll do first.
First thing is to unplug my alarm clock. Pretty sure I won't need it anymore anyway, I tend to wake up around 5:30 no matter what. Blah, getting older sucks sometimes. So what am I going to do second? I'm going to drive. I'm taking my pearl white, onyx edition, turbo charged Subaru Outback on the road and I'm seeing whatever it is I feel like doing and seeing.
Giant ball of twine? Yup!
Second largest garden gnome? Sign me up!
World's most shapely peanut? I'll GPS it now!
It's all about doing things that I feel like doing after a lifetime of doing things I didn't really want to do. Independence and freedom, that's in an American's DNA. We have a natural born allergy to tyrants, authority, monarchies. Oftentimes we express and exercise that freedom is to travel, sometimes by ourselves.
Exploring, journeying, finding a new path. Five months from now, that new path will have it's first footsteps on it.
