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What day is it?
When I woke up this morning, I actually asked myself, “What day is it?”
Letting go of that angst about getting to work on a Monday morning has not been a natural thing for me.
Before you, dear reader, ask the question, “Did you retire?” The answer is “not yet,” although I am getting a serious glimpse into what retirement looks like.
Let’s just say I’m at a crossroads—a decision point—a bifurcation junction—a superposition of being both retired and not retired. I’m calling this era of my life Schrödinger’s retirement.