Long weekend

It's hard to believe the fourth of July is upon us already. The summer is flying by.

That's what happens when it rains everyday for an entire month!
This weekend is the Creston High School class of 1965's 45th reunion.

They get together and talk about the old days, some good and some bad from the sound of some of the stories I've been hearing.

Many are reaching or have already retired.

This transition is easy for some, but there are those who find themselves at a loss when they no longer have the driving force behind them they must get out of bed in the morning and go to work.

Maybe it's because for some people, they get so wrapped up in their jobs and careers that everything else passes them by.

From listening to some of the stories I've decided at some point in time, I'll be there age and what will I be doing then?

I've done the whole workaholic thing, didn't really fit my personality.

Since I'm no longer a "9 to 5er" anymore, I found out I want time to enjoy myself.

I've discovered the art of piddling.
I was reading the CHS class of 1965 booklet which gives the class members a chance to update everyone on what's been happening in their lives since the last reunion.

One of the class mates described one of her activities as "piddles around on her acreage."

I too, like to piddle and think I could actually do it for a living, except it doesn't pay too well.

I'll keep my paying job and work at improving my piddling skills until I hit that retirement age.
If my luck holds, I'll be retired long before my 45th class reunion.