Today is the first day of the rest of my life

Well, it really doesn't feel much different to be retired. The coffee is good, the weather is nice but I can't take much time to savor it. I must whittle down my to- do list, so I can be on my way to the woods. I'm ill- prepared; wish I could have packed sooner. But then, there's tomorrow: see, I'm already developing that attitude adjustment. Well, I must run along... miles to go before I sleep. Perhaps I do feel a renewed sense of enthusiasm, as I start the day.