I’ve been retired for over two years and I’ve not done much to show for those two years. I’d expected, by now, to have been finished with my to-do list, or at least well underway with it. Instead I can hardly manage the day-to-day mini to-do lists.

There are still boxes under the guest bed full of things I brought back from my mom’s. By now I should have sorted them.

By now I should have at least learned how to use the 8mm and Super 8 Film Reel Converter Scanner and transferred all the Green/Patrick videos to YouTube and shared them with family. I’ve not even opened its box that I bought in 2018.

What have I done? I’ve read a lot. I’ve played a lot of games on my phone (and more recently Nintendo Switch Lite). I’ve baked a lot of bread. I’ve worried about oh so many things. I’ve not slept well.

Sometimes I think I should not have retired. I got more done when I was working. But I knew that was going to happen, didn’t I?

So many people ask me how retirement is going — it’s not going. It’s at a standstill in a rut at a dead end.