Originally I had expected to step down from my management position shortly into the new year, but, as things go on, that may not happen. I find myself growing more and more irritated on a daily basis. Retiring this early would not give me full benefits, however I have more than enough to live comfortably. Unlike a lot of people, I don't have to worry about health care... really. You see, back when I was 18, I and my friend Frank Marco decided to join the Navy. Buddy system, you know? Except they split us up right away. Anyway, 12 months later, after A School, I was over in Vietnam. I am, as far as the Federal Government is concerned, a Grade 6 Veteran "who served in the Republic of Vietnam between January 9, 1962 and May 7, 1975. And this gives me health benefits, as long as I get them through the VA. The closest VA outpatient clinic is about.... 2 miles away. There's a copay of $15 for a visit, $50 if I need to see a specialist, say for my Glaucoma. Drugs are dirt cheap.
So I actually spent some time on the computer this morning looking for a new job. It doesn't have to be full time, which would be very, very nice. That would mean I could spend more time with my dogs. More time doing what I want. No more 0300 mornings, or getting home at midnight... I think I'm talking myself into this. You know what I mean?