When Do You Plan To Retire

My job, my TV watching, my word games, all get in the way of writing poetry. I am laughing now. For it is a pure lie. I can write poetry in between all of that, and do. My children take no effort now, and they keep my grandchildren away from me Years at a time. “Mom, we were there last weekend!” Really? I do not remember this. My life is pretty full, and I keep thinking maybe I will get to an age where I will retire. But I am not there yet. When people ask me “When are YOU going to retire?” I have no answer. I like my job; it suits me. It is fun every day. Snow days irritate me. The summer is great for a week. Then I want to dive back into my job and play with the children who can play with me. Every day. So I guess I have a pretty full life. And I am not counting my art studio which is full to the gills With paints, glitter, glue, scissors, paper, watercolors, and a plethora of other wonderful stuff. I am a professional player, and until I get over this or break both my arms and my legs and my Head falls off and rolls into a gully, and I have to stop talking, I do not plan to retire. So there….