Why Retirees Never seem to get Anything Done

Quite awhile back I posted a video of a British woman who never seemed to accomplish anything.  For those who did not see it before, here it is again:

I thought about this video today when I had a similar situation happen to me.  

Yesterday I had workmen at my home which meant that Friday's routine got moved to Saturday.  This will mess me up for the coming week as tomorrow I will probably forget to get the Sunday paper out of the box because I will think 'I went to yoga and ran errands yesterday so it must be Saturday'.  I know this because I have had this happen before. 

Today after running my errands I decided to change clothes and do some yard work.  I went into the bedroom to grab some clothes and cannot even remember why I happened to look in the closet and start sorting through my shoe collection.  Somehow, grabbing a pair of work pants turned into a closet cleaning exercise.

And what an experience it was.  I found four pairs of shoes that were killing my feet while just standing still.  Those will end up at the local Salvation Army Thrift Store on Monday.  Or whatever day I think is Monday.

Then I opened what I thought was a box with a pair of slippers, which is what the label said, only to find that it was a perfectly new pair of gray sandals.  I could have been wearing those sandals this summer.

And speaking of sandals, I discovered seven other pairs in various shades that I had forgotten about. 

That was not the worst of it.  Three pairs of brand new walking shoes.  Now, to be fair, I have a difficult time getting shoes to fit.  I have a wide foot with a narrow heel.  If I find something that feels good, I tend to buy two pairs.  Or three I guess.

Then I discovered nine pairs of very similar casual shoes to wear with slacks.  Nice leather shoes.  Some of then do not look like they have even been worn.

Two pairs of wedges that probably should be donated since they are not my favorite style to wear.  I always feel 'tippy' in them, but you never know when I might want to wear them.

And only two pairs of dressy shoes left after having gotten rid of most of them years ago and pitching the aforementioned shoes, all dressy heels.  One a silver sandal, worn once, and the other a cute black kitten heel, worn once.

So, shoes all sorted.  I did eventually do some garden clean-up.  Unfortunately, most days consist of getting side-tracked.  And lots of times I find myself in a room wondering why I am there.  I'll even walk in here to post my Weight Watcher points online, read my email, read some blogs, and walk out, never having even gone to the WW site.

If I was my employee and was this forgetful, I'd fire my sorry 'you-know-what'.  But I guess that is what retirement is all about: having the luxury to do what you are doing at the moment instead of doing some pre-determined chore not of your choosing.  In retirement, every day can be Saturday.  Enjoy your week-end.

My Life in Heels

When I worked in the hospital laboratory, I wore what we referred to as 'granny shoes'.  They were lace-up white shoes with low heels.  You would only wear them to work.  You would certainly not wear them for anything else.

They were worn daily with support hose.  No woman on her feet all day in a lab would think of wearing anything else.

I took ten years off of work to raise my family.  During that time I chose comfortable footwear.  I spent a lot of time around the house in my bare feet.  I only wore heels when I went to church. 

When I went back to work at Town hall, I wore suits and high heels everyday.
 

After I broke my leg in 2007, I got rid of all of my high heels.  Frankly, I did not feel comfortable or steady wearing them.  And now I have really gotten used to wearing very low-heeled shoes when I go out and spend my time at home in slippers or bare-feet, again.

This morning I received an email from DSW.  I could not believe the shoes.   Where do you wear these?  How do you walk?  It is like a disaster waiting to happen.  I guess you need the really high heel to accommodate the really high platform.

I know that I did not do my body any favors when I was wearing high heels, though they do make your legs look good.  I can just imagine the issues that today's women will have as they age if they wear these shoes for any length of time. 

Just how high can we go?