Who am I?
I just retired after about 33 1/2 years at the post office. I hated getting up at 300 a.m. and I hated being trapped there eight hours a day and I was exhausted all the time since I'm caring for my mother. She has been having issues with dementia and lack of mobility.
Well, I do enjoy not getting up at 3 but I'm strangely empty and depressed. My mother is depressing since she doesn't move around much and I wait on her. And I do miss feeling like the person that just got up and went to work and didn't have to think about what to do each day.
I thought I would like it because I like to read and knit and write, but it's so empty. And it's true that the people from work just go on as if you were never there...And it's pretty difficult to get any sympathy from people that are working, I do get that.
It's not all it's cracked up to be..