R. I. P.'d

Yesterday I spent the day at the ranch with the cowboy. He gave me a tour of his "projects". I am not sure how he finds time to ranch or farm, he has a lifetime of things he wants to do in each of three or four outbuildings. He has accumulated them for 40+ years and put them aside for when there is TIME! It is almost as bad as my "want to finish" piles, and I am not trying to raise hay and cows!! -that's funny- He is talking of retiring. I am wondering about the process he plans on implementing, it will take major changes no matter what he plans on doing. I've been "retired" since 1994, granted it was not a planned retirement, it is not easy. Just learning that there is not a have to "something or other" waiting to pounce is hard. I think I am comfortably entrenched in the theory that if it is still there tomorrow, it can probably wait for another few days. If not, then somebody else was more worried about it than I was and they did it. I have always had the attitude that if it wasn't screaming or bleeding it probably was not THAT important anyway. Didn't always make me popular, but it works for me. I know how the cowboy can retire without ever leaving the ranch. If he just cleaned up his outbuildings and left the ranching to his daughter and her significant other he could retire in place (R.I.P.). To be R.I.P.'d is not a bad plan, then there is little agonizing withdrawal. I just realized..... being R.I.P.'d and ripped ARE NOT THE SAME, although the withdrawal can just as painful. Helping him retire is going to be a lot of work, we will see how this goes. An extended trip to the Northwest Territories might be a starting off place.

Today, I don't have to go to town. YEA!!!!! I am sitting here posting to my blog and not taking a much needed shower, not making sour dough bread (but getting high on the fumes), not running a vacuum after dust bunnies or anything else that is waiting for me to do. Think I am retired? I am getting giddy from fermenting dough fumes though. Later!!