I retired from a rather stressful sixty hour/week job at 70.. I lasted from January 5 to March 1 before I realized that I am not a retiring kind of guy. I have been working around 15-20 hours a week in a different though closely related field, I enjoy getting out, seeing most of the same people in a different capacity, using what remains of my mind and I am pretty well compensated for my efforts.
Mrs CMD and I go our different ways most days but at 4.30 PM we are home together either enjoying our back deck or streaming TV or out for a bite to eat. Some weekends our daughter comes over for a couple nights with her two dogs and that, with our own two, certainly disrupts the routine - probably a good thing.
It is kind of interesting, my life changed dramatically upon retirement, no aspect was the same. When my wife retired, far earlier than I, many aspects of her life were with little change but with more time to do what she does. I have wondered if that contributed to her comfort in retirement and my discomfort.
Turning back to relevant topics. I am like
@Rossum, I have two squonkers at the ready at all times. Both are regulated, DNA 75. I have no panic because I happened upon a sale and bought ten DNA 75 boards and screens for $150, all I will need to do is hone my soldiering skills and I will be back squonking when a board inevitably fails. Like the late and lamented American philosopher once said, "What, me worry?"