G: Too brilliant for his own good. He learned how to use one part of PS not Elements and make it perform flawlessly in half a day at work, now he has to come home and live with PS Elements. Poor man.
Work: Finalized things.
I found it amusing that they demanded we pay for our uniforms in cash, but they return the money by check, “In three to four days.”
“Our checks don’t bounce,” replied the receptionist who lost 98 pounds and reinvented herself into a beauty. At least they were all friendly.
In many ways, today seems like the real start of my retirement. My final checks are in the mail. I’ve returned my uniforms. Though I said, “Call me,” you know they won’t, and I don’t give a fig.
I’m contemplating a walk though the doc said to bike not walk. Not power walk, fer sure. We’ve not bought a bike tho I have found two places in this tiny condo to put a stationary bike. We found the recumbent Schwinn we wanted at a sports store for an astronomical sun. We found another one on Craig’s list, used and at a reasonable price although G tried to convince me to buy a far cheaper idea that wouldn’t work. The other was sold without us.
Today I’ll walk along the bay edge camera in hand the world toned down by June Gloom. The Nimitz is due in. Maybe I will catch her. It’s enough to tantalize one into getting out there and exercising.