Today's diary entry says it all.
Every day is a repeat of every other day. Well, it is when one is retired. Not completely, but mostly.
Let me explain.
Most days for me go like this, I:
- wake up and change into my day clothes
- look out the front door (to the East) to see what type of day it's likely to be (sun's up!)
- open the blinds to our loungeroom side door and rear windows that look out into our patio cover and lovely garden full of lilly-pillies, lavendar, wooly-bushes and an oversupply of a variety of succulents (they grow very well and easily)
- boot my laptop
- turn on the television (which I later regret)
- make a cup of coffee
- jot down a few things in my diary/notebook that I expect to do today - in conjunction with my Google Calendar. I do a lot of volunteering so most days I have something to do for someone
- check email and the news
- make a cup of tea for my wife who usually sleeps in longer than I do
- have breakfast between 10 and 11 am when I get hungry
- do some volunteer work, much of which is on a laptop (writing grant applications etc)
- go for a walk, ride, do some rowing exercise in my rower and a few reps of fitness tube exercises
- have lunch around 2 pm
- sit down in my comfortable Lazyboy chair and watch some tv after lunch
- make dinner or help make dinner at about 6:30 pm
- watch Home and Away (much to the laughter of my daughter who thinks I'm too old for that)
- view some how-to videos on YouTube: carpentry, cooking, tool use
- go to bed at 11:30 pm
The next day is much the same. But at the back of my mine, it seems that life is like that. We get into a routine, follow it and it becomes a way of life. Wake up - go to work - go to sleep with a few different thing in between.
Some days I think it's boring.
#Robinoz
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