Episode #144: Granddad Is Enjoying Life

This fascinating picture was taken by me from my car while I was driving home from grocery shopping. I happened to see the mountain's resident deer foraging in the front yard of our local group residential home yesterday. So I carefully came to a stop and gently reversed under engine power, then whipped out the smart phone and took several zoomed in pictures from my car. Then, with great reluctance, I carefully put the car in 'drive' and drove the twenty or so yards home.

So this is basically the highlight of a very young week so far. Last week was pretty good, as we managed to take a few short afternoon trips into the mountain, and boy was it worth it.

Right now, the mountain hasn't really start to turn to fall yet, so everything is cheerfully lean, mean and green, although, the birds have begun to get the message about the weather, as it's been abnormally quiet in those trees. But, it's still good just the same, as I actually love the peace and quiet while walking and hiking. Fortunately for me, the northern end of town where I live is basically dead between the hours of 9a and 4p daily. My end of town is simply a drive-thru to the more populous southern end of town.

So the quiet time has been doing me a world of good, especially with my writing. My current story with the placeholder title of Hot Mess is sitting at 107k+ words, with one three ring binder completely filled and a second one a fifth of the way there. Scary part is that if I get this one filled up, that'll put me over 400 pages written and that will simply blow my tiny little brain. Why? Because I didn't actively plan to write a multi-volume series, unlike the last time (yes, I have a trilogy that is one third published and two thirds completed) when I did actually plan to write a multi-volume series. So there's that.

Overall though, I've been simply enjoying my retirement, going on two years now. I have the almost empty nest, a grandson and my mental well-being has been soooo good that I kick myself for not doing my retirement earlier. But, rules are rules and I didn't have the numbers until I had turned 55 in 2020, with more than 20 years in.

All in all, this post is the best I could do for a Monday, because you know, we're simply enjoying life too much to worry about a blogging deadline. But I promise, with the weather starting to change, I will start hitting my deadline earlier. 

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