Yesterday, at work, I received an award. For superior job performance? For hard work and dedication? No. I simply accumulated 2000+ hours of sick leave over the course of my postal career. Not calling in sick over the years has been a matter of genetic luck. I'm in good health and always have been. I just hope I continue illness free because I plan to live to at least 90. I've had to work for a living for the last forty years and now I plan to goof off for at least 30 more. When I retire, I might start an eBay business, I'm going to get back to painting and writing and gardening. I'll be even busier than I am now while employed but the important thing is that I'll be following my interests; with plenty of time set aside for naps, of course.