Until recently I hated being asked “What do you do?” I hated it because I felt like I didn’t have a good answer. When I was a teacher I didn’t hesitate. Teaching is a noble profession, right? Who would look down their nose at someone who was over worked and under paid for teaching our bright new leaders of the future? They might think you are misguided in your choice of career, they may even pity you, but they would never look down their nose at you.
Now, when someone asks me “What do you do?” I say I’m an author and a blogger. Their next question is,”What books have you written?” I really hate to tell them none, but it is the truth so I say, “I am working on my first novel.” That usually ends the conversation right there. You can see the disdain in their eyes. I came up something I can say. I get to travel and see friends I have been too busy to see. I recently got to travel to Maine and visit some very dear friends. The girls and I did some very therapeutic shopping in Camden.
I have a thing about lighthouses, I love them. I love learning about their history. I got to see two light houses. I was over the moon ecstatic.
Owls Head lighthouse in Rockland, Maine Curtis Island light house
We also got to take a day trip on the Surprise. It is owned by a delightful couple who told us wonderful stories about the area. I love hearing about local history. Who knows, maybe Maine will be the setting for a book in the future.
They really haven’t had cold weather up in Maine yet so the leaves are just now starting to change colors. I have to admit, I was a little disappointed. I did get a picture of one crop of trees that were clothed in vibrant oranges and red.
I got to go into a little shop right next to the ocean. Inside were bins of bubbling water. The smell was just what you’d expect inside a lobster shop. That fishy smell mixed with the salty smell from the ocean. I was a little apprehensive about reaching into a bin and grabbing my own lobster, but their pinchers were already banded. I reached in and cautiously grabbed two. They were weighed and bagged and I was on my way back to our rented house. The water was boiled and the lobster were placed headfirst into the boiling pot. A mere ten minutes later we were dining on the best lobster I have ever eaten in my life. It was sweet and not tough and chewy like we get here in Texas. It was wonderful and almost melted in my mouth.
So now when people ask what I do now that I am retired, I tell them I travel, I visit friends and places I have always wanted to see. I am living the life I’ve always dreamed of.
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