This morning I awakened early to the sound of my lawn guy mowing outside. I am so thankful that I can afford to have this luxury, since I hate to mow and I'm not getting any younger.
I enjoyed nice leisurely cup of coffee, and soon afterwards F. called and we headed out to see what the day would bring. He has the same lawn guy who awakened him, too, so we got an early start.
We went to the
gym. I lifted over 15 tons (well, if you multiply the weight by the number of reps per set and the number of sets and add it all up). Anyway, I felt very triumphant to have gradually worked up to lifting that much weight and I am hoping that in another month it will be 16 tons, as in the song. Poor F. is recovering from throwing out his back, and a foot pain problem. He still managed to work out, but wisely skipped the back extension machine.
After the gym we went to
lunch and split a chicken Caesar wrap. It was good but [-]a little[/-] very messy with the Caesar dressing leaking all over my hands, but I enjoyed it in sort of an animalistic, uncivilized way (and there were plenty of napkins).
Next we went for a
drive, and passed the New Orleans Museum of Art, when we suddenly realized that the art museum is free on Wednesdays!!
So, we went to the
art museum and strolled around for an hour enjoying the beautiful paintings, sculptures, and other art. That was fun, though right now I am pretty tired after the gym and art museum both.
Is retirement fun? YES.
Is it boring for me? NO, never. I can't believe I worked all those years and missed out on so much that the world has to offer. We retirees are very, very, very, very, VERY lucky people