Week one.

So after the company lunch on Thursday and Macho's last day of work on Friday we awaited the arrival of our children/grandchildren. We straightened the house and blew up the mattresses...

Wall to wall mattresses. 

By noon Saturday all our children were here, minus our son-in-law. He had to work and missed the party. 

One DIL made this special cake for the party. 

We were joined by more family Saturday evening and enjoyed a retirement feast, complete with brisket, ham, potato salad, slaw, and beans. 

Cake and ice cream for dessert as it was Macho's birthday. 

I so enjoyed everyone being here and was sad to see the weekend come to a close. 

Sunday afternoon I busied myself washing sheets and towels. That felt like it went on for days.

Well. It actually did. 

We are finding a new normal since that weekend. We did not get out of bed before 7:00 any morning. That was great in and of itself. 

Three musketeers. Macho has reconnected with his workout buds. 

They are YMCA morning peeps now. 

On Tuesday the nicest gift arrived from Sister Amanda and Brother Kevin. 

The nicest engraved beer glasses. So we promptly made use of them!

We kept ourselves busy doing one thing and another all week. 

Macho was able to do yard work during the week and that freed up our weekend!

So Saturday we ran up to Tupelo. We enjoyed the Automobile Museum, met friends for lunch, shopped for boots, and made a Sam's run. 

Sunday was way to pretty to waste. We drove out to Plymouth Bluff on the west side of the river and hiked a trail that gave us good exercise and excellent views. 

Part of the old Tombigbee River. 

Today I woke to the alarm I set, but still didn't get out of bed before 7:00. 

I had a project at the assisted living home. It got cancelled because it was too chilly for the residents to work outside this morning. 

I'll reschedule at a later date when the temps are a little more moderate. 

There was frost on the rooftops this morning.

I know! 

Can you believe it?

We still have not turned off our AC, though it hasn't run in two days. I'm just not ready to put the heat on. It was only 68 degrees in our house this morning. That isn't bad. I'm holding out until, at least, November 1. 

After exercise we came home and dived into closet cleaning...

Our room blew up with piles of clothes. There was a "keep" pile, a "donate" pile, and a "throw away" pile. The closet looks better. We feel like we really accomplished something, too. 

I think I wore Macho fanny out a little. 

We even gave a stack of clothes to a neighbor whose brother is staying with them at the moment. He needed some winter clothes. It was fortuitous that we saw each other outside as I was throwing away some old flannel pjs and wire coat hangers.

Many more things on our plate this week. Tomorrow I will work with the Master Gardeners and Macho has a dental appointment.

Living the retirement adventure!

Shalom.