I thought perhaps I should give a little update on Honey Bear's 'retirement'.
He worked his last day for U S Zinc on October 14. The first few days were like an extension of the weekend and he had taken a Monday or Friday off now and then so that wasn't unusual. On the next Wednesday we went on our mini Fall vacation and didn't return home until Saturday. On the following Monday, I left for conference and didn't return until Thursday so, again, it just seemed like long weekends.
On October 31, he started school and he is home every night which is great. It has been so long since this has been the case, about 8 years because even before we moved here and he began commuting during the week, with 4 nights in Memphis, he was traveling on business at least 3 nights a week. It has been so good to have him home for dinner and bedtime. He is so thankful, not to be traveling and spending so much time apart.
We've always spent most of our free time together. While we were out walking on the Greenway this past Saturday, we met a friend from my Women's Club. She was walking alone. After pausing to chat for a moment we went on our separate ways. Honey Bear and I remarked on the fact that she wasn't walking with her husband and since it was the weekend, wondered what he might be doing. See, I would never think about taking off for a long walk like that without mine. I might walk around the block if he was busy in the yard. Things do come up where we have to spend time apart but not often.
Another thing that's changed is time spent in the kitchen. I am cooking full meals more often but he will set the table while I'm finishing dinner and then help me clean up after we finish eating. Its never been our habit to have 3 meals a day together even when he is home. We cook and eat breakfast together on Saturdays and most evenings but the rest of the weekend, we'll just do our own thing when it comes to meals.
He began his clinical rotation yesterday and came home so excited to share his day with me. He is doing something he enjoys which he believes God has called him to do. It isn't just something to do to make a living as was his other jobs. I'm so happy for him. He told me about the patient he was assigned and what he did to help them. Then he told me how he visited with the other residents in the Convalescent Home.
I have many acquaintances who have expressed their unhappy feelings about their husbands' retirement. So far, I can't see me joining that group.