Retirement: week one

Today is my 6th day in my new home in Salmon Arm, B.C and I have been procrastinating (no, really!). This week is GIVEAWAY week over at Sew Mama Sew, and I have spent literally hours entering all the draws. There are over 300 draws.  Three Hundred. Yes, I entered every single one. :).

As a result, unpacking has been going very slowly. We bring in a couple of boxes and I take some things out and put other things back in then send the box back to the garage. Then enter another dozen draws. Then open another box. etc.  Actually, there is so little storage space here compared to my old house t trouble figuring out where to put stuff. Which takes me from “zero to overwhelmed in 60 seconds flat” several times a day. But that’s okay. There really isn’t any hurry, and I’m slowly finding the things I need the most.

Yesterday we were out all day and today we’ll be out again…Kelly’s new business as regional flight test examiner took him to Vernon yesterday, Kamloops today and Kelowna next week. (what? isn’t he supposed to be retired?). Not being familiar with these places, I’ve been riding shotgun.

We hung the cuckoo clock, the Jim Rob and the Chris Caldwell the other day. Funny how those little touches of Whitehorse brings the house that much closer to feeling like home.

On Sunday we were reacquainted with a friend from years ago (Anita) who came over with our dear friend Karyne who was visiting from Ottawa. Karyne considers it her good fortune that two of her good friends now live in the same town!  Makes it much easier to visit! So Anita drove her over and we had our first visitors in our new home. I had unpacked the tea and the cups, thank goodness! Next time Anita comes over I will have some cookies to offer her, and maybe even a plate to put them on, lol!

Upon our return from walking Samson on Tuesday afternoon, we were met on the street by new neighbours just down the hill (Bob and Darlene) who invited us in for coffee and shortbread. Isn’t that nice? 🙂

And since it is Christmas after all, I look forward to putting a halt to everything and baking some cookies soon. Maybe tomorrow can be a stay-at-home day and I can make a floury, sugary mess in the kitchen then. 🙂

This is just a little update so you don’t think I’ve forgotten y’all!

My last day of work!

What an emotional day I’ve had today – my last day of working at Yukon College. I am now officially retired!

Photo: this is it! my last day at work...

People popped in all day to say hello and goodbye, and every time I left my office, I would return to find another card or gift or kind wish waiting for me.

In the afternoon, there was a staff party – a retirement tea in my honour. Wow – it was really something to sit and listen as person after person got up to tell a story about me. I was overwhelmed by the kind and wonderful things people said. A few of us cried.

There were lots of speeches, lots of hugs, lots of cake. I had so much fun and it was fun to see so many people from all across the college having a chance to visit and re-connect with each other.

I have truly LOVED my time at Yukon College. I’ve loved my job every day for 10 years. That’s saying a lot. 🙂

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Walking away at the very end was hard. I sat in my car and had a good boo hoo. Thank you, Yukon College, for 10 wonderful years.



Tomorrow will be a busy day preparing for my long drive South.

Kelly has arrived

Kelly has arrived in Salmon Arm!

He drove away on Sunday morning. It was a 4-day drive of fairly easy lengths each day. He stopped when it was dark and camped for the night wherever that happened to be. The cats seemed content in the camper. Samson was discombobulated but will recover. I’m next…31 more days!


Six More Fridays

Kelly is now officially retired. Yay! Freedom 55 for my hubby! 🙂
…and you know that I’m not rubbing it in that I get freedom at 52 right?

Yesterday the College posted my job. Boy oh boy, does it ever feel strange to see that. I have SIX more Fridays! Whoop whoop!

Just to add some balance to that, here’s your choreography fix for the day. Maybe Kelly and I will give this a try, whatch’ think?  (can you see Kelly smirking? What’s that? He fainted? Yeah, that’s about right!)

Blogging Doldrums and a Rant

I have been stuck in the blogging doldrums these last several weeks. I think that life has simply gotten very focused – like a laser through a pin hole since we’ve been living at the lake. Any time I may have for writing this blog happens either on coffee/lunch breaks at work or after 8pm in the evenings. I suppose that doesn’t sound so bad if you’re reading it on paper. In fact, I had lunch with a friend yesterday who suggested I could write blog posts in the evening instead of quilting. Yes, I guess I could. I did it all summer, after all!

But now it is mid-October in the Yukon. That means it’s dark when I leave for work at 7:20 in the morning and it’s dark when I get home at 7 in the evening. It means we eat dinner at 7:30, and it is often soup out of a can because we are too hungry to wait any longer than that. It means the cabin is lit with propane lights that cast the loveliest, softest yellow light you ever saw, and when you go outside to visit the outhouse, you need a flashlight to get there and back. It means the woodstove is popping and crackling.  It means hanging a flashlight in the shower at 9pm to wash under water we’ve heated on the wood stove. I guess the problem is that all of that darkness and wood stove and golden gaslight makes me sleepy, and I just…don’t feel like it. Any inspiration I got during the day has long fled my brain. I want to sit on the couch and work on my stitchery and watch an hour of Big Bang Theory reruns that Mr. C downloaded onto the laptop before taking my book to bed. And once there, I’m out like a light by 10pm.  And you know what? I don’t think that sounds lazy and lame at all.

But it does make for slow times in blogland over here at NitaDances.

I will tell you one thing that has been on my mind lately, though. As you all know, I am retiring very soon. In fact I only have SEVEN more Fridays! I drive away from the Yukon eight weeks from tomorrow. And something has been bothering me …

It has come to my attention that there are an awful lot of Eeyores out there. I am amazed at the number of people who, when hearing that I am retiring, give with one hand and take away with the other.

“Congratulations!…I’ll never be able to retire, I have this and that and the other thing to pay for (in the biggest woe is me tone of voice, which instantly turns the conversation away from my good news and onto the sad situation of my colleague.)

What I would like to say to you Eeyores is that it isn’t about you. If it were my birthday, would you say “happy birthday, Nita…too bad I’m older than you are and will never know the joys of turning (name your age) again”? I think not!

Mr C and I are not rich by any means. We do, however, happen to be pretty good at managing our money. We will be living on a skinny budget indeed in order to make this happen, because money is not the only indicator of wealth. And maybe, just maybe, it is the lifestyle choices we make that determines when we can financially afford to retire.

Stop trying to burst my bubble, okay?

There are also an awful lot of Absolute Negative Nellies out there, too. People who say things like:
“huh…well goody for you”
“must be nice”

To you Negative Nellies…well, let me say that I sure do resent the tone in your voice. Because it IS good for me. And it IS nice to be retiring at 52 instead of 68.  For heavens sake, my choice is not a reflection on you, and I don’t know why you feel threatened by it.  Get over it.

If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.

And now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, here is a picture of the breathtaking sunrise we had the other day. I pulled off the side of the highway on my way to work to take the photo.


Nine More Fridays

On the ninth Friday from today I will walk into my office, sit down at my desk and turn on my computer for the last time. Holy Crap! It doesn’t get much more real than that, eh?

excuse me while I remove my sweater…the sudden surge of adrenaline and happy dancing has brought on a mega-watt hot flash…

And in other news:

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Looks like fall is arriving in Salmon Arm, too. 🙂