Codecil

I got tired of being in and inadvertently supporting The Grind in August of 2016.

I was dead sick and bone disgusted at constantly encountering the same broken paradigms that are woven so intricately into the pattern of human interaction on the job.

 I was of the Sufficient Age, so I Retired.

I've remained busy. But there's something I hadn't counted on: Isolation. Never been a crowd lover anyway, but now, where I've parked myself, I see that no longer regularly actively engaging with Humanity has increased my normally encountered levels of stress.

You see, you lose structure. No alarms to set; no place to particularly be. And with that, sometimes no feeling of usefulness and connectedness.

I'm sure I am responsible for the corner I'm painted into.

Real question at this time is:

Will I Catch It And Right It In Time?

Because I've also never been overly self-concerned or self-regulating, there's a chance that answer will turn out to be NO.

There's an Eclipse tomorrow (August 21, 2017) and then the next day I become 64.

A Place Marker

When I started this blog, I was feeling used up and sidelined. I lost a job I loved because of a decision to put family first. I don't regret that decision, just the abuse and nonsense that followed.

I thought I was done as a worker at 59. I came to realize no one is done until they give up and give in. You, regardless of age, if your health holds up, are in demand if your work ethic is strong and you are willing to settle for work in the frame of how others label you.

I gave all in my last retail position. I'd been good in retail something-or-another for 30 years, but I had to settle for janitorial work because a label related to age held me back. But janitorial paid the bills so pride had no place.

Learn that; live that and your work-a-day life will go on until you become incapable of showing up. Or unwilling.

After 46 years of encountering the stumps and boulders attached to the nuances of organizational working, and them becoming more obvious sooner, and difficult to ignore later in my timeline, and not being willing to tolerate them anymore, I gave in and retired.

Choose your experiences wisely.  You cannot un-know what you learn. When you feel yourself coming close to burn-out,  STOP. REST. Keep your spirit fresh. The weight of harmful experiences will derail you quickly.