Richard's Retirement

   Yesterday, R's retirement started in earnest. The first day out, Friday, he wandered about a bit lost. If I hadn't had work to do on the class, it would have been a good day to take off on a jaunt to the zoo or museum or aquarium, all things we mean to do this summer and in the days beyond.
  I thought he would not be at a loss since he has so many hobbies he loves that work was merely an interruption and a nuisance to him, it seemed.
  He plays harmonica, and has become quite adept at it over the years. He plays billiards on the table in our garage... though there's some question as to whether we shall be permitted to keep the table there if the new, unfortunate policy in our community of demanding that two cars be parked in the two-car garage goes through. Of course, there are others who have two car garages and live alone, and we might be able to pay those people to allow us to keep the table there. It will be inconvenient, to say the least, but I think doable. Then he also plays golf, whenever he can afford to, and hits balls at the range when he can't afford to. There's something he will spend a lot of time doing in Floyd, when he goes there in a few weeks. And of course, he writes, and he now says he will work on a manuscript in earnest, which I was happy to hear!
  But he wanted to talk, and I stopped my work a few times so we could do that. It's going to take some getting used to for both of us, but it's nice to have him back.