“Today’s the first day of the rest of your life”,
An old saying often proclaimed by my wife.
It’s her way of presenting to me some new list
Of things I must do, or things I have missed.
On the other hand, it is my point of view
That I don’t really want any new things to do.
Yesterday was fine, as was day before
I don’t want a “First Day” at all any more!
Since the kids all left and since I retired,
I enjoy life without being busily mired.
Trips to the golf course three times a week
Are about all the contact with others I seek.
Please, no new flowers to plant or prune over,
Who cares if the lawn has some weeds or clover?
We built a new room, with just two of us now?
That kind of First Day seems silly somehow!
My clothing and shoes are O.K., nails are fine.
Would prefer not joining a gym, dear wife of mine.
At my age, the “rest of my life” is not far away,
So, let’s enjoy what we have, sans labor, today!
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Author Notes
Is it just me, or do women become more demanding with age? Or, maybe since I am not working at a paying job, she feels she must fill up my hours with non-profit performance. I have not lost my love of life, but I am more focused on living than accomplishments. Have you ever met anyone who is retired and brags, "I'm busier now than when I was working"? Did you shout, "You're an idiot"?
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