It was on November 8th of last year that I announced my husband’s anticipated retirement. The plan was that he would begin working from home the first of the year and retire a few months later. It was a good plan.
(Did it work?)
The revised plan was that he would only spend 3 days each week in the Atlanta office and work from home on Monday and Friday.
(How did that work?)
Not so well.
Finally, a date was set to quit cold turkey. It was the only way.
On May 31st, my husband finally retired.
(cheers from the readers)
(Did you run?!)
Yes, I ran.
(Whew! That was close.)
On Sunday night before the first day of “no work”, we discussed alternative ways of filling time during these days of void.
It was obvious email would be the first thing to change – email would become junk-mail leaving a person to feel immediate worthlessness. We talked about how easy it would be to fill the days shopping, but that would destroy the budget we have worked so hard to maintain. So, how would he spend his days?
Monday morning arrived. As we were having coffee, his phone rang…. twice. Each time there was some nice person from the office that had already forgotten about his retirement. Later that day, there was a conference call.
On Tuesday, I took my first trip away from the dogs in many months and visited my family. At lunchtime I called to see how it was going. He was cleaning the windows. The next day he swept the leaves off the roof.
We’ve worked in the yard, cleaned the chandeliers and the fireplaces, eaten our lunch on the back deck and marveled at the beauty of the forest around us. Then we retire to the family room for an episode of Judge Judy…. well, Judge Judy is the backdrop for a much needed nap. Life has been simple and glorious.
An article on MarketWatch.com said, “Dead is the new retirement.” Good lord. That can’t be good for us. The journalist, Robert Powell, referenced the on-again/off-again retirement of Brett Favre.
After announcing his retirement, Favre was asked, “What are some things that you are looking forward to doing?”
“Nothing,” he replied. “And I am going to stick to that until I do something else.” That didn’t last long.
The greatest challenge for my husband’s retirement is to allow himself to do absolutely nothing. How do you suddenly stop after decades of go-go-go-go?
Marshall Goldsmith, an executive educator, coach and author of some 30 books, says to make a contribution. “Whatever you do next, it should be meaningful. It should make you happy…. And whatever you do, don’t let your age be the limiting factor. Consider, for instance, the life of management guru Peter Drucker. “Many of his greatest contributions came after he turned 60,” Goldsmith said. “Imagine if he had retired at that age.”
In the time since my last paycheck, I have learned things are not what make you happy and that contribution is a very personal definition. I also follow the strict rule that age will not prevent me from pursuing my dreams.
What I have learned from just two weeks of my husband’s retirement is if you are truly happy with yourself, happiness can be found in doing even the simplest things.