Retirement Is . . . A New Purpose

I am going to take a break from the “Retirement Is . . . ”  series this summer and write something different.  Not sure what yet, so stay tuned.

In my quiet time early this morning (4:05 am), I was reflecting on the week that just ended.  It was a week of one ending as I pressed the Submit button and effectively turned in grades after my first semester teaching a college course.  I will get my student evaluations in two weeks so I will see what they thought of it, but my own assessment was positive.  The whole semester was a steep learning curve for me as I found my way and figured out what worked and what did not and made the necessary adjustments.  One objective I had for the semester was to connect students to the business world and I feel really good about that.  In some way, I helped at least 4 students find jobs and that felt like a fulfilled purpose to me.

I also continued my bladder cancer support group this past week.  Our group is the only one of it’s kind in the Upper Midwest and I feel like we are making a difference for people battling bladder cancer.  The chemistry of the group is great and engaging in any number of discussions, thought to be in the category of TMI outside of this community, has been easy.  We have been able to bring in experts to talk about issues the group wants to hear and have a fairly long list of ideas for the upcoming meetings.  It will be very interesting to see where this group goes in the future, but the process of getting it started and on a solid path is an early fulfillment of one of the goals I had for retirement.


A Boomer In Transition

Retirement Is . . . Upside Down

This is how I feel lately:


Yes, this is me.  And my trainer says there are all sorts of benefits to doing handstands.  I guess it helps “shock” the body, reverse blood flow, and so on.  It is a miracle that I can even do this, just two years after major cancer surgery, so I am not complaining!

Life has been like a handstand lately, with our house going on the market 5 days ago.  Tammie and I have been in a sprint the last several weeks to get our house on the market by our target date of May 15th after spontaneously purchasing a new house 5 weeks ago.  It was a lot of work getting this house de-cluttered, repaired, cleaned,  and re-cleaned (as our dog decided to throw up on the carpet right after it was cleaned).  Tammie, did a lot of the work, so she may be more upside down than me right now, but it certainly has changed our normal routines these past few weeks.  It has been so long since we put a house on the market, that I have forgotten about how when you leave the house for an extended period of time, like more than 30 minutes, that you have to leave it in shape to have someone walk through it as a potential buyer.  This has been disruptive to say the least.

I am hoping that this house-on-the-market-handstand we are in will have the same health benefits of the physical handstand.  We shall see.


A Boomer In Transition, and standing on my head while writing this.

Retirement Is . . . Seat 32C on Delta

Now that I am not traveling as much I don’t get upgraded as much, and that is NO PROBLEM!

Disclosure:  I actually had a better seat in what they call “Economy Comfort”, but swapped with a guy who had tight connections in Minneapolis.  The situation is that I was flying back from Washington DC after attending a fund director conference.   The flight back was delayed because of an air show at Washington Reagan Airport that included at least one of every plane that the U.S. flew in WWII.  Very cool, and worth the delay!

It really is remarkable how little space there is back in 32C.  It was no small accomplishment to get my briefcase under the seat in front of me and then later when I wanted to use it, I had to use all my known yoga poses to get it open.  Delta is quite generous these days and I received rations of two small bags of peanuts.  Neither of these bags had been given the “starter cut” on the top, I guess the hope is that you will not be able to open them and then they can give them out again to passengers on the next flight, teeth marks and all.  I did manage to get both bags open, but worked up a sweat in the process, and then I sat back in luxuriating comfort and savored each of the 14 nuts.

This is my life now.

Can you tell I spent most of the day cleaning the garage?

Our house goes on the market this Friday, so no more time to reminisce about the comfort of 32C.


A Boomer In Transition



Retirement Is … Rookie Time!

After a 32 year career, it is crazy that I am now a rookie in almost everything I am doing.  Setting up a cancer support group, being on a mutual fund board, an advisory board of a tech company, and teaching a university course.  I am a rookie on all of these!

The catalyst for writing this is a long plane ride to Frankfurt, Germany last week where on the plane ride back, I wrote the Final Exam for my university course.  Yes, believe it or not my rookie season is coming to close with just two weeks of classes remaining.  Overall, I feel like it has gone very well.  No one dropped my class, which I think is good, and I am ending the semester as enthused about it as when I started.

My rookie season of teaching resulted in at least three surprises for me:

1)  Teaching is a lot of work.  Never have I got paid so little for doing so much work!  My respect for teachers was pretty high going into this semester but even higher having lived it for 12 weeks.

2) Teaching is dynamic, not static.  I sort of knew this, but I lost track of how many times I ended up blowing up my syllabus over the course of the semester and making adjustments to nearly every element of it.

3) Teaching is rewarding.  I expected this, but not to the level of what has actually occurred.  I really enjoy the students, the interaction, and helping them learn as well as connect to the business world.


A “Rookie” Boomer In Transition