Today's letting go

 Here are a few things that "let go" all by themselves, and were lying on my deck this morning

From the deck rail, the secondary yellow jacket wasp nest.

From the corner of the roof leading out from the deck door, the main nest, that seems to get rebuilt every year.

Here's the corner where it had been attached.

From August 8, back when that secondary nest was being populated

This morning is for those of us who are fascinated by nature, and the changing of the seasons.  Seems like it is suddenly in that huge transition to Autumn, when the temperatures will swing wildly, the storm fronts will come through, and then later the sun will come out and bake us into the season we call "Indian Summer" out here.

The workout with the trainer (yes, it is Tuesday already!) will be a little later than it was the past couple of weeks, but still not too late, so I did not walk yet, just got out on the deck to smell the season change and feel that breeze.  

I slept later than I had last week, letting the overcast day lull me into continuing some strange dreams.  It was nearly 7 by the time I stepped on the scale, took my meds and started the day.  For those who know this morning gal, you know that's a late start.  But this, too, is part of the transition, in the retirement years.  Hard to believe I'm coming up on four years, come December, since I hung up the work life.

It's been an interesting adjustment.  I had some thoughts about what I wanted to do when I retired, but after trying a few of those efforts, it all came down to learning to just live.  This does not mean letting go of goals, mind you.  It does not mean letting go of healthy habits.  But it does mean not driving as hard.  It means accepting the concept of "enough" in many ways.  Not just enough in terms of eating well.  Enough in terms of activity.  Enough in terms of socializing.  Enough in terms of giving back.  It means relaxing into the day to day of life.

In some ways, it has been learning to live more as my mother did, since most of her adult life she was holding down the home front, as opposed to how my father did.  I lived most of my own adult life as my father did, as bread-winner and career builder.  Mom would have a job now and then, a mini-career.  She would do volunteer work.  And she raised her children (five of us).  She kept the home going.  I never learned that skill set, am only learning it now, in my retirement years!

The pep talk:

Today, as every day, let's get out there and live, best as can do, right where each of us is in this evolution of our individual lives.  Let us seek to accept that the best we can do is enough.

This is the one and only Tuesday, September 14, 2021 we will ever be given.  Live it, accept what the gift is, and Spark on.  Because life is good.✨💖🎇🔥