Retirement day 1:
Yesterday was my last day at work. Although I don't retire officially until 12/30/08, I don't have to go to the office anymore. Strange that I don't feel anything about this. Not sad, not happy, pretty much nothing. For 24+ years I have been a cop, and now I am a retired cop. What does that mean?

Yesterday I packed boxes of stuff that I will go through here at home and decide if it is "worth" keeping. And keeping for what, exactly, I don't know. I can think of something that I never did and had wished now I had... taken pictures of all my graveyard partners. Actually, I have little in the way of photos of co-workers and myself at work. It just wasn't done. With modern and digital tech I would bet newer members of my fraternity do take more photos and I will be happy for them.

I have built some great friendships that will last for the rest of our lives, and I am glad to be associated with this fine noble band of sisters (and a couple of brothers). We are the company we keep and I will keep quality people in my life always.

Today, Saturday - I got up like always, made coffee, fed the spoiled little kitties their soft food, read the comics from a newspaper I bought days ago (like I have little time to read the paper), listened to NPR weekend edition, and am now hanging around - all before 9 am. This has been my first day of the rest of my leisure career.