All dressed up and no place to go

We were discussing people's reactions to being retired during my retirement class, and one of the sentiments was that the retiree was:

All dressed up and no place to go

What is that all about? I had not really had this feeling -- mostly because I don't get dressed first thing in the morning. I tend to be in my nightgown and robe until afternoon. Then I either have to jump into clothes because someone is at the door, or because KW is coming home and I will be embarrassed. Or because it violates the three- day-rule**. Even when I get dressed, however, if I am not leaving the house I wear my slippers.

Yesterday I got up and tried on some clothes that I am taking on the cruise (see Cruising Blue), and the new shoes that I bought. I thought I would wear the shoes around all day to make sure they were broken in. Since they are just like my old shoes, just a different color, I am not too worried about breaking them in, but you never know.




So there I was at like 10 in the morning, completely dressed with SHOES on. And I got it - All dressed up and no where to go.

I wandered around in the house, in the yard, and finally decided I had to go to the grocery store (one of my least favorite places). It was on my list of things to do, but it seemed sort of anticlimatic. And possibly the subject of a separate blog post - weekday shopping at the grocery store. Another new adventure.

**Oh yes, the three-day rule. Well, when we (Bee and I) retired we made a pact that we would not go more than three days without a shower!! Or something like that. Sounds gross, I know, but we had both discovered that frequent, hot showers is not really all that good for old, dry skin, especially if you tend to have eczema or other skin conditions. The doctors even said so! You don't really have to shower every day. But three days without is sort of pushing it.