Something wicked going on in this house…
Stepped into a random empty shed in Assassin’s Creed: Origins and found this tableaux. I’ll bet the environment designers have fun making these little surprises.
Yes, I went back to finish this game to the very end. Because if I’m going to spend hours running around a landscape, I would rather it be ancient Egypt than Eighties Afghanistan.
Congrats to DurnedYankee, who hath retired. And to ArmyBrat who retireth soon.
We regard ourselves as semi-retired. Retired, but there’s not enough in the pension to float our lavish rock’n’roll lifestyle so we have to pick up work when we can to avoid touching capital. At the moment, it isn’t clear when my job will be back, or if it will ever be able to afford for me to do nice-to-have but not-essential projects like before.
On the other hand, sleeping in! Every day!
Posted: June 8th, 2020 under plague.
Comments: 7
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Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: June 8, 2020, 8:13 pm
Scenario:
You are snug in bed, but fearsome noise of the wind in trees wakes you. You glance at the clock and get out of bed. A peek out the windows show that is snowing – just a little but the wind is swirling it into clouds of white nothingness. The snow is that kind of wet snow that sticks to things; not good. As you pad past the Tv to the kitchen to make a cuppa something hot, you switch it on and a news reporter in a parka appears, shouting into her microphone to be heard above the storm. Everything is open, she says, although roads are tricky. The camera switches to show a truck sliding in the snow to demolish a smallish car, rather like yours. “Be very careful!”, says the reporter.
And then it hits you. You’re retired, and you can stay home today….
Ain’t no sweeter feeling than that.
Comment from Mitch
Time: June 9, 2020, 1:55 am
Been working from home since mid-March and it feels a bit like retirement. Mostly not though. Only a few more to years to go and I get to go do Something Else.
Comment from durnedyankee
Time: June 9, 2020, 2:03 am
Okay, there’s a down side.
I did almost ‘nothing’ today, and felt immensely guilty because there are about a zillion things to do.
Bear in mind ‘nothing’ means I didn’t work on the fence, or the shed or make lanterns or write character outlines or, or, or, or.
I did blow the snot out of a bunch of hostile mechs for my employers however. And I cooked a nice Crispy Cod dinner. So it wasn’t a total wash.
No one told me that overcoming GUILT for not working was going to be something I had to cope with in retirement!
Comment from BJM
Time: June 9, 2020, 2:09 am
@Durned: You’ll get over it.
Comment from Uncle Al
Time: June 9, 2020, 3:27 am
@BJM — Yes, @durnedyankee will indeed get over it! But then he’ll have to get over feeling guilty about having gotten over feeling guilty.
I know, I know: Blather, Wince, Repeat
Comment from OldFert
Time: June 9, 2020, 4:05 am
I retired from the Army in ’94. Got another job and retired from it around 2007. Then I started getting Social Security. That and some VA benefits and Mrs Fert and I are doing OK. At least we won’t starve to death.
OTOH, we got word that our USAF daughter, Fertette, will be getting transferred from Japan to New Mexico later this year, husband and doggos in tow.
Fertson got out of the Army and is now now in Minnesota with his wife and growing brood (not mpls, thank goodness).
We live in SE Georgia.
I got out the googlemap and from here to Fertette’s new base in NM, then up to Minny Sota, and then back, would be over 4700 miles.
I think I’ll mail them airfare. I’m too old for that kind of road trip.
Comment from durnedyankee
Time: June 9, 2020, 6:30 pm
Uncle Al – get out of my head!
I was raised as a practicing member of one of the better “religions of guilt”!
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