Today is my day off, and since snow was forecast for this afternoon, Dorothy and I went to Missouri to get lottery tickets before the frozen stuff began to fall. On the way back we stopped at The Wooden Spoon, an Amish restaurant in Gentry, Ar. She had Poppy Seed Chicken and I had a brisket sandwich. For dessert we split a cinnamon roll. (for research purposes only, we wanted to compare them with Dorothy's) It was good and had a burned sugar icing. We also took a couple of pieces of pie home for later. A wet snow began to fall just before we made it home. We whiled away the afternoon while sipping hot green tea and watching an
old black and white movie. It was a good day.
There was a quality to this day that I want to capture when I retire. I think the only way to describe it is unbusy-ness. I want to be active in retirement, but without the urgency of punching a time clock, the effort to put five pounds of work into a four pound bag. 197 more days.