The Move

Once the longest train trestle in the country.  Now the 6th longest.

Sometimes I get a bit bored and on edge when faced with stretches of free time.  Then I feel guilty because I should be experiencing only gratitude and contentment on summer break.  On top of the guilt, I will now add sensations of anxiety about my future retirement at age 65.

You may know that I have TENTATIVE plans to retire after this year, but do I really want to?  On weeks like this one I question the whole 65 retirement age thing. Might retirement offer nothing but prolonged edginess and boredom?  Will I struggle to find things to do with this life besides cutting and pasting magazine photos into my notebook?  Will I be forced to sign up for exercise classes or volunteer at the hospital reception desk?  Will I spend my days bingewatching television shows???   

Too Much is good by the way.  As is Secrets We Keep.  And I saw Superman twice this week (once on IMAX). The new Superman has a sweet personality.  Highly recommend.

What about the money situation?  Will I eventually run out of cash and end up in a debtor's prison?

Long story short, I went into 3rdLand on Thursday in order to shut off the mental trouble talking and get the lay of the land. While there I suddenly decided that I should move into a new classroom.   My current room has windows that look out onto a wall.  The recently emptied room next door (insert tears here because I'll miss my friend the former occupant) has windows that look out on to trees and grass, the school garden, a quaint windmill, clouds and blue sky and sunshine. Why wouldn't I move?  

I've always coveted this room, but I didn't ask for a move because of my generous and principled belief that younger teachers should move in there and live out their careers in one of the best rooms in our school.   Come to find out, no one wanted to move at this moment in time.  The room was going to be some kind of resource room for kids who may need extra help with learning????  I don't think so. They can do that in the room that looks out on to a wall.  

Today's the big day.  Husbandman and some pals are heading with me to get the job done.  We will carry possessions from Room 204 to Room 205.  All day if necessary.  Possibly tomorrow as well. This move has taken my mind off my stress and woe, but will be challenging and time consuming.  Every decision in life has both pros and cons and I've weighed these out carefully.  The move goes forward.