So at the end of my first week of retirement, how do I feel? Truth to tell, it is a strange mixture of excitement and apprehension.
On the first day of retirement, I played 6 sets of tennis for Hertford and, after hurting my leg early on, can now hardly walk. Not a great start.
I have then had a few days of administration stuff - clearing rubbish out of the flat, getting paperwork in order, filing old photos (of which more later) etc.
And lots of time to reflect. Trying not to be guilty about lost opportunities in the past or worried about uncertainty in the future. I think this reflection has been necessary before moving on. Which I am ready to do.
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