(Santa Claus, IN)
So 2 1/2 years into retirement, I was just thinking to myself a couple of days ago, I'm happier now than I ever have been in my life. I remember feeling this happiness other times in my life too, like when I was a Peace Corps volunteer in Morocco. Work and stress blotted out this happiness to a certain extent.
However, yesterday, I was triggered by a Facebook posting of my old workplace. It made me really, really wish I was back in my old job. I dreamed about it all night.
See, the first months, almost year, of my retirement were filled with regret and missing my old job. I'm surprised this has come back full force at this point in my journey.
On Facebook, I found there was a woman who had come back to work as a secretary in the office. She had been away for years and had tried to come back from her current job, which ironically, was the place I worked before my last job. I wished I could go back, too.
The first year, I really, really hoped the woman I had trained would quit so I could go back.
Now, I know I could not do the work, keep up the pace because of my health problems. But still. I wish I could go back. Yes, I do. I wish I could go into work, open my computer, and dig in.
Oh, there are many wonderful things I enjoy about retirement. It's a wonderful life!
Hope I can get past this bump.
Wendy: You said it yourself, you know you can't keep up and have health issues. It's a funny lil blip in your mind... forget it. Sit and consider all that you have, all you are greatful for, count your many many blessings -- and put that silly old job out of mind. Blessings!!