With each new day, I find myself wondering if I’d woken in the Twilight Zone or bypassed that and gone right into the Outer Limits.
When I retired in 2019, I’d set up a comfortable retirement, one that allowed us to maintain our lifestyle and enjoy life. Today, that’s become about as comfortable as trying to wear the clothing I wore in the ’80’s.
Tight. Seriously tight.
So, I’ve retired from retirement, at least for a while, and landed another job in tech support/customer service. At least there’s a comfort zone there, as it’s what I’ve done for decades. Adding a steady paycheck restores balance and gives us the opportunity to get our bills paid and maybe… maybe, get just a little bit ahead of the game.
We can only hope.
My good friends at the Horror Tree are releasing their yearly collections soon, and I’ll have a few things between those covers, and I just finished reviewing edits on a story I’ll have appearing later this year in yet another collection:
Appropriately enough, the story I’ve submitted for this one is very much in the Twilight Zone theme, which wasn’t even intentional when I sent it in.
Funny how things work out, isn’t it?
As a Father’s Day gift, Anita has brought my camera bag to Midstate, where Mark is going to give the whole kit a good once over, sensors cleaned, lenses cleaned and checked… the whole enchilada! Knowing his work, as he’s done a CLA (clean, lube, adjust) on my venerable F4 in the past, I know the next time I open the bag to shoot, it’ll be like having a guitar handed to me by David Gilmour’s tech, ready to all but play itself.
I’m so looking forward to enjoying the result of this incredible gift!
Well, that’s it for now… have to hit the shower, do a booze cruise to stock the fridge, and then hit a couple projects waiting in the wings for later today. To quote the late, great Stan Lee…