Norah'S

mail art from 2010

Before Retirement.....

Today: A brief explanation of my retirement. My history.


I worked 50 years, except for a few short years while my children were in school.


Near the end, I fought for retirement.  I had a difficult time getting my point across. And that was; It was time for me to get to do my thing before time ran out.  

I felt desperate. I was troubled that if I worked any longer, I might have used up all of my energy. I would have nothing left in me. I had already lived more years than either of my parents. It became about my own mortality. My sanity.


Just as I arrived at the edge and began to feel the resentment creep into my heart, it happened. We sold our business and retired.


Don't misunderstand. I worked many years with gratitude in my heart that we had a business and shared a good life and business 24/7, as they say. We are a good team. It was good.

mail art from 2010

Plus, there were perks at the desk in town. I found ways to make the best of being there. 

For one thing, if you have followed my blog, you know that I spent lots of time making art-at-my-desk. Usually, it was mail art, various art journals and altered books. Art at the desk was all about supplies and materials that would fit in my art-to-go bag. 



I started my retirement mid-September last year. 
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Note: This is the second installment of  How the infusion of San Miguel may have effected me which started November 19th.