I’m with you! Work and commuting took almost all of my time. When I retired at 65, I contined working for my boss (at a publishing company) from home-eliminating the commute. The publishing company was sold and I “retired completely” four years ago. I had so many things to do that I started applying my work habits to my “leisure time” — it was the only way i could get everything I wanted to do into a single day: the vegetable garden, the fruit trees, my painting, my reading and writing, my fundraising, home and property maintenance, and my full time job as a husband (of 55 years) and a father (for 52) and…. I think you get the picture — you read my piece!

I sometimes run into my contemporaries and I am surprised at how old they seem (the ones that are still alive). I think they may have subcribed to the idea that retirement is only the preface to death— they have retired not from their jobs but from life itself. I think if I really retired I would join them in their sluggish march to the grave.

To be fair, I (and you, I presume) are fortunate to have either good genes or good luck to be in good health during our golden years. But part of the good luck may be keeping our bodies and our minds active!