For those of you who are interested in how the new schedule’s going, I’ll be updating you at the end of the next few postings.
Since a singular focus at a time works best for me I’m going to be adjusting and re-adjusting my internal clock until the rhythm of the day or week seems to work. I think I’ll spend a little time thinking about this new paradigm in which I’m a barely formed prototype, and share some of my impressions and experiences as I begin to see threads that need exploration before they’re woven into this new fabric of my life.
I decided to have lunch with one of my “old” colleagues a few weeks ago and moments from that meeting have stayed with me. Thought perhaps I’d share them here to see if others have experienced the same sort of thing.
It was another quite lovely winter day in Toronto. Yes, I know, you’re wondering how I could use the words “lovely” and “winter” in the same sentence and not be talking about winter in Melbourne. Albeit most winter days here aren’t so nice (grey grey clouds reflecting off snow that’s turned brown from exhaust fumes) there are many that are incredibly beautiful with the sun shining and reflecting on ice that’s draped itself over nearly everything. Okay … so it was a lovely day and I thought that perhaps after exercising I’d meet with my old buddy Burns (yes, it’s a Scottish name) and have lunch and catch up.
First, I had to spend a little time at the Y working out. Recently I’ve been introduced to a new form of exercise/torture called The Wave. You can have a look at how it works but don’t let the smiles on their faces fool you; I’m guessing they’re all being well paid.
Okay – so after a workout, a shvitz, and putting myself back together in human form I headed out to meet Burns for lunch. We met at a restaurant that colleagues and I often went to for lunch. We ordered, sharing as usual (it’s a Chinese restaurant). Our hot and sour soup and some dim sum arrived, we lifted our chopsticks, and began eating and talking.
Now here’s where things started to go a little “off track” and I started actually wishing I was back on that torture device again. When I first retired I’d be called every few days for my opinion on something or for some advice about how to proceed. That was then. Seems that things have now started to move themselves along without me. What’s worse is that it doesn’t even sound like I’m being missed any more.
Do I want to be part of that work-world? Absolutely not. Nonetheless, that feeling of having disappeared keeps popping up. I’m guessing that once I’ve reinvented myself it won’t matter so much.
But for now, when I’m feeling quite in between worlds, it haunts me.
WOMAN AT HEART-WORK CHRONICLES begins.
DAY 1 ON THE NEW SCHEDULE: Had a great day with 3 hours at the Y and then a walk down (and back up again) Yonge Street to find a shop where I could get Ellen (the incredible young woman whose care for my/our mother makes me/us so very grateful) an Obama t-shirt because she really wanted one and she certainly has brought change – all for the better – into our lives. Had breakfast at 1:30 in the afternoon with Motti (my youngest son who enjoys having breakfast together once a week and talking). Leisurely drive home. David was already home when I got back. Watched more Season 1 “30 Rock” … somehow we’d missed it along the way so we’re getting caught up and having a fine time laughing our way through episodes. Good belly laughs too! Nice dinner. Talk of an evening “plan” that might work better for us and that we’ll give a try (more about that another time).
DAY 2 ON THE NEW SCHEDULE: Really put this new schedule to the test today. Started by getting up really really early so that I could be at the Y in time for a 7 a.m. aquafit class. Sat in the sauna and read for a while afterward, but was still able to get home shortly after 9 a.m. I spent the morning working on the computer (starting to get content ready to launch a website). At 1 o’clock my friend Laurie (a retired friend; what a gift these new friendships are!) arrived and we headed down to St Clair to find a restaurant for lunch. Had Thai food and great conversation. Back home by 4 and then over to a local ESL school to see if I could arrange some practice teaching (argh!!!!) so that I can complete the requirements for my TESL certification. David was home by 6ish, we had dinner, watched some 30 Rock and then … tada … the plan worked. He had work to do and so did I. By 9:30 – as agreed – we both left our work and just relaxed together … watching Obama’s address to Congress and then the new episode of House. So …. maybe this rescheduling – this reassigning of the hours – is just what I’ve needed. I’ll see.