I've been thinking recently about the fact that, only a few years ago, I would now (or even somewhat earlier) be having talks with HR, winding down my work commitments, etc, because I would have reached Retirement Age.
Which is no longer a thing, and okay, I totally get that people of my years don't necessarily feel like being put out to grass just yet, though I can imagine instances where they wish they could.
It means I don't have a definite end-date to work to, and that I have all sorts of thinks about if/when I should depart the workplace. Sometimes I feel it would be nice if one were just told to stop. One could then think what next and make plans and so on.
I think this may be another of those cases where you find me and Robert Frost's Neighbour, sitting in the bar with our drinks and our backs turned to one another.
It resonates for me with that rather terrifying thing one hears about about people in certain sectors who claim that they have no work/leisure division, because work is So Much Fun and during what might be leisure they are checking their email, social media, etc for work-related matters.
Also with people who are being obliged, rather than spending their days looking for work, or engaging in relevant unpaid volunteering, having to do uncongenial labour for no pay, just for The Experience.
There is something there about necessary boundaries and their erosion that bothers me.
Due to mould issues with the existing loaf, made bread with the 3 Malts and Sunflower flour during the week.
Saturday breakfast rolls: basic buttermilk, strong white and cornmeal, mostly medium, a little coarse from the end of a packet.
Today's lunch: plaice fillets baked with a stuffing of breadcrumbs tossed in melted butter with sumac, asparagus roasted in olive oil and drizzled with pomegranate molasses, and tat soi stirfried in goosefat.
No bread baked today, maybe during the week.
- that would have had me nervously backing away even in my salad days.
What is wrong with meal and a movie, really?
Still having brief windows of connection and lots of downtime - which leads to a certain terseness in posting - but at least have contacted a telephone engineer.