Encouragement from the enlightened was omnipresent and I of the omnipotent variety, was able to shrug off such nonsense with a 1000 yard cavalier stare.
The plan was perhaps, roll with the punches, or feet don’t fail me now; really a no method approach. Eventually we all slow down to the point where the planners catch up…
That time is here and in the year I turn 60 and with a retirement 75 plan in place: and why not? It may not have been my way, but it certainly wasn’t theirs… I will now try to be flexible and attempt to paint my masterpiece!
Something about new tricks and old dogs or playing well with others?