Tuesday Slice: Summer slug

 

Technically, I have been on summer break since May 29th.

Technically, I have also been retired from thirty-three years in public education since May 29th.

But here I am on June 16th, feeling like my summer break is just beginning.  The last three weeks of school went by in a blur of the usual end-of-year events rotating with retirement planning, parties, packing up my personal belongings, and leaving the library ready for the next caretaker, to include an eight-page document of transition information.

I treated myself to a retirement party on May 30th at The Oasis, a renowned restaurant here in Austin that overlooks Lake Travis.  It was a joyous celebration with over forty attendees from just about every stage of my educational career.  I was glowing for hours afterwards!  

No rest for the wicked, as they say, or apparently for retirees...the next day was spent doing laundry and preparing for a road trip from Dallas to Maryland, to move our daughter to where her husband has found permanent employment.  The van rental, apartment packing, and following road trip to and from lasted until this past Thursday, when we pulled into our driveway at six pm. 

Everyone who has been on a long trip knows the work that has to be done afterwards--laundry, restocking the fridge, laundry, watering the wilting plants, and more laundry.  I also have to face the mess that has evolved from bringing home my teaching stuff for the last time, as well as what we inherited from our daughter's move.

I had a certain amount of get-up-and-go for the first four days back.  The plants have mostly recovered, we have clean clothes to wear, and I cleaned a head of lettuce for salads.  Our library card needed renewing, and I checked out a just-for-me fantasy.  I put in an application for a job and spent a few hours looking for other opportunities.  The birdfeeder has been filled the last two days.  I made a brain-dump list of over forty things that need to be done, and highlighted them by importance.  I even took my son to see "Ponyo" at a theater, the start of the Ghibli Fest run of movies.

Today, though, I was barely able to pull on clothes.  I've done nothing but putter around the house.  I took an hour-long nap at eleven am.  I spent hours scrolling on my phone.  Haven't looked at the brain-dump tasks even once.  I keep giving myself a mental list of three things at a time to do, then do just one and slump down in a chair to play another game of solitaire on my phone.  Summer slug mode has finally set in...and I, for one, will fully embrace it this week.  I think I deserve at least that much.