If Not Now... When???

Two weeks ago I was felled by the flu, from which I'm still recovering.  In the ordinary course of events, this would have been of little consequence.  For me it was cataclysmic.   I don't get sick.  Last year I had 1 sick day, the year before 1.5 days.  When everyone around me is hacking/sneezing/wheezing, I bite my little silver bullet, take my vitamins, eat chicken soup and carry on.  Not this time.  I was down for the count with a fever that went up and down like a roller coaster sending my poor brain into crazy loops, a throat so sore it hurt to swallow, a headache that felt like someone had taken a cleaver to the back of my head, and a cough that wouldn't quit.  Misery. 

After 10 bedridden days, and still no recovery, I was faced with a Monday and work to be done in the last week of the month.  It was more than I could bear thinking about.  I was too sick to work.  And too sick to care about working any longer.  Retirement.  What was I waiting for? 

I tendered my resignation, gathered my personal property, came home and went back to bed.

I may never know how much is really enough. I do know I have enough coming in each month to cover my expenses and add to my savings.   What more do I really need???

Right now I'll settle for more cough drops and another box of Kleenex.

Penny Pincher