I thought once I retired, I'd be sitting on the porch in a rocking chair watching clouds waltz across the horizon.
Instead... I've never been so busy.
Booked a Caribbean cruise for early next year. Aruba, Cayman, and Curaçao. Will fly in a week early to visit the Everglades, Manatees, and stop at "Robert is here" in Homestead for Key Lime shakes.
Later this month, flying to Phoenix for 2 days. Attending a memorial service for my friend. Will be my first plane flight with that slyly cantankerous appendage... Mr Stoma.
The next day after returning home, going to see the Stray Cats in concert.
The next week, will enjoy the Orange County fair. Later that night, watch the Turtles in concert.
Driving to Las Vegas after summer to see Foreigner in concert at the Venetian.
Booked our annual year-end trip to Central California. Monterey, Cambria, and Santa Barbara.
Have 3 more international cruises to research and book. With Mrs Beachboy sparring with me about the details, hotels, cruise ship, restaurants... I'm gonna have to resort to stomal warfare. Surreptitious bag burps... clears my computer room every time. Even the cat "hot foots" it outta there.