I promise, this is not another story about a childhood sweetheart named Diane (read me). I am a retiree. It seems surreal to even speak. Being retired from anything just always seemed so far away when I was younger, as I’m sure it does for many of you reading this now. I retired from P&G last July and wrote this story (read me) about my journey there.
I am retired but it sure doesn’t feel like it. I am staying very active by trading stocks part time, becoming Mr. Fixit, Mr. Project and Mr. Cook. The trading is keeping my brain stimulated as I’m doing a lot of reading and studying. I believe in always being in a learning mode. One of the things I am “re” learning is cooking. My wife continues to work part time outside the house so it my responsibility to ensure we’re well fed.
My cooking days go way back to childhood. At times when my mom worked at night, she’d often make something up and then give me instructions on what temperature in the oven to cook at and for how long. Later on, when there were nine of us kids, if you didn’t know how to heat up some soup or whip together some concoction, you might be relegated to cereal. Continue reading