Retirement Blues

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All through my work life I have survived, now the day I have waited for has finally arrived, I'll get myself dressed, and meet up with the blokes, mull over old times, tell a few jokes. I could just lie here in my bed, or maybe go and muck about in the shed. I've been longing for this day, just itching, then I hear a familiar voice from the kitchen. Dearest drop whatever you're doing, get your screwdriver out there's something that needs screwing. And when you've done that, Heh! where are you going there's jobs to do and the grass needs mowing. The cat need feeding, the windows need cleaning, Darling please don't just stand there day dreaming. Get the car out we'll go and do the shopping( Now I'm just wishing for a chair I could flop in) My wife thinks I'm just standing day dreaming but inside I'm tearing my hair out and screaming. I've had one day at home and I'm going berserk. Tomorrow I'm going back to my work. Happy Retirement