Yesterday I got up to walk with the dog to corner market for cream, it was closed. Read the New York Times, sans cream, ugh. Wrote in my journal about my first month of retirement, did my taxes (yeah, a small but welcome refund), read, made a great chicken from a recipe in the NYT, went to the library (my former job), to pick up more books and chat with my old work friends.
Today waiting for my first Safeway home delivery, including a huge amount of cream so I won't have to face my morning coffee without. Tomorrow meeting a retired friend for lunch at a brewing company that is only open for events. Tomorrow is Food Truck Friday - fried chicken, waffles and beer!
I like this retirement thing!