Jotting...

I rather enjoy the way my feet feel, dangling in mid-air, as I ride up and down my stair glides.

When I walk, I feel like I am at mile 28 of a marathon. Yes, I know a marathon is 26.2 miles. That's my point.

9:45 AM Monday. Social Security. Starting the process.

It's after 5 PM and I am still working a little bit. I do not retire well.