I've taken to sitting in front my house with our leashed dog lying in the shade on grass a few feet away – she loves our time together. We are fortunate our home sits on a large very green wooded lot with large mature trees. Although the backyard has a beautiful deck the front yard is my preferred spot. Tonight it is warm and very breezy - I sit with some sculpted landscaping between me and the last rays of the strong setting sun. My wife says I people watch but there are very few walkers. No I think 40 years of sitting behind a desk sends me outside to find the summer fresh air. Yesterday when we were at Lowe’s I tried out a well cushioned rocker. It felt glorious – the camping chair I am sitting in as I write this is very portable but lacks any cushioning at all. I could ask for the rocker as a Father's Day gift but, it would be an admission that like my old dog I seek the comfy chair, the warm fire, the summer sun. Of course she knows but I wont give her the satisfaction of that knowing smile and the unspoken –“ Sure old man what ever you want.”
Last week I traveled west for work and spent a few days at a very large building. It took ten minutes of walking to get anywhere on too hard floors. My new knee protested and by the third day I knew the end of my working career is at hand. Just like when the surgeon told me you'll know when it is time to ‘do that knee’. You'll know when it is time to walk off into the sunset. It isn't just the knee, it is the petty nonsense of the corporate world. The fear of saying what you really think and that déjà vu feeling you experience at every meeting. I’ve reached my limit of hearing what a great and wonderful corporation we work for and the ‘new direction’ that only the creator seems to think will work.
Sadly the truth is it once was a great company to work for. I like to think I was extremely lucky to work during the tail end of the golden years of corporate compensation. I had an hefty contribution to my retirement amount every month up until a few years ago. I saw a few years profit sharing too. That is all gone now, my younger colleagues and my children will face quite a challenge funding their retirements. I have my doubts about how it will end for many of them as few born in this country seem to know how to save. It just seems like my colleagues from anywhere other than the US know the secret of self reliance and long term thinking.
My son will graduate HS in twelve months and I am more then ready for a new adventure. Buy that dream retirement home in Florida? You know the one with the pool in a cage, huge island in the kitchen and beautiful walk in tiled shower in the closed community. Seems like a lot of stuff..lately stuff suffocates me and it doesn't seem like much of an adventure.
You know what I mean?
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Last week I traveled west for work and spent a few days at a very large building. It took ten minutes of walking to get anywhere on too hard floors. My new knee protested and by the third day I knew the end of my working career is at hand. Just like when the surgeon told me you'll know when it is time to ‘do that knee’. You'll know when it is time to walk off into the sunset. It isn't just the knee, it is the petty nonsense of the corporate world. The fear of saying what you really think and that déjà vu feeling you experience at every meeting. I’ve reached my limit of hearing what a great and wonderful corporation we work for and the ‘new direction’ that only the creator seems to think will work.
Sadly the truth is it once was a great company to work for. I like to think I was extremely lucky to work during the tail end of the golden years of corporate compensation. I had an hefty contribution to my retirement amount every month up until a few years ago. I saw a few years profit sharing too. That is all gone now, my younger colleagues and my children will face quite a challenge funding their retirements. I have my doubts about how it will end for many of them as few born in this country seem to know how to save. It just seems like my colleagues from anywhere other than the US know the secret of self reliance and long term thinking.
My son will graduate HS in twelve months and I am more then ready for a new adventure. Buy that dream retirement home in Florida? You know the one with the pool in a cage, huge island in the kitchen and beautiful walk in tiled shower in the closed community. Seems like a lot of stuff..lately stuff suffocates me and it doesn't seem like much of an adventure.
You know what I mean?
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