Not sure how to use this gift of time, but until further notice -- life has come to a grinding halt!
Maybe it's time to take stock of what has been making up the balance of my life -- without that which is spent being a tiny cog in the wheel of a great federal agency.
Perhaps another trip to the north shore of Mendocino ... somehow the last one missed its mark ... I lost focus and came home less than whole.
... then maybe I need to check into submitting an unemployment insurance claim and maybe the food stamp program would be a good idea. Well, maybe not yet. I'm still solvent, actually, but it wouldn't take much to topple the part of the economy that exists in my immediate neighborhood; in fact, in my immediate household.
Guess this is the prelude to retirement, maybe? But I want to have my career end on my own terms and not at the whim of others. Could that be what they're doing in Washington, just "whim-ming"? I know that isn't a word, but maybe in this case it might explain a situation that defies logic or even common sense. What ever happened to common sense, anyway?
Wonder if I'm ready?