I’m in a very weird space at the moment – finishing up at my workplace but not planning for a new job. I’m not starting any new tasks, not thinking about what I might need to learn for a new role, or making any plans for any new responsibilities or routines. I’m not planning any trips, nor have I got anything lined up in terms of new activities. (My next big task is to think about what I might say at my farewell. I’m not really looking forward to the attention.)
Despite this lack of plans, I’m really looking forward to whatever comes next. I have a list of books I want to read and saved some TV for viewing. One of the dogs needs knee surgery so I’ll be a nursemaid while he recovers. That’s it. It feels oddly like a grand adventure because I’m just going to see what comes next…
I’ll have to check in with myself periodically and see how I’m going.
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This sounds absolutely wonderful to me! Would love to be in your shoes, apart from the unwell pet that is. Congratulations Con and enjoy the uncertainties at your leisure.
I know a man who sat in a chair and listened to CDs for a year after finishing up teaching.
When I divorced, polyxena (Anne from Burandoona (?) library) recommended William Bridges “Transitions” : https://search.worldcat.org/title/1125091967
I have returned to it many times since, and found it really helpful, especially when my job was made redundant.
He describes three stages, but what I really like is realising that much of the work in a transition happens before the shift, and then during the intermediate time. Often by the time the transition is complete that is the ending, rather than beginning of the process.