This is week 3 of the real deal. Retirement for sure and it started to make me sad that I did not say goodbye to my co-workers for the past year and a half. At the time I only had a subconscious awareness that my last night to work would be just that so I left for home that night as quickly and quietly as I could. It took a week for me to realize that I just did not want to do that job anymore and two more weeks to realize that retiring was the sane decision and I will continue on quite well. I finally pieced together a goodbye card to my co-workers and a thank you to my manager whose kindness in my last week there was an unexpected blessing.
Today's phobias from the phobia deck seem appropriate.
Taurophobia....Taurus ....the astrological bull....fear of bulls fit right in. So much of what one deals with in difficult work situations is a bull byproduct.
Alektorophobia is from the other side of the barnyard....fear of chickens. Well there is usually lots of their byproduct at work too, isn't there.
Neighbors on both sides of us kept chickens when I was growing up. Once in a while we ventured into the coops in search of eggs. I was quite afraid of them ...especially the "bantys" that would fly up at us with little or no provocation.
In recent years I have had a chance to watch young 4-H kids handle and show their chickens as the judging occurs in the tent where we eat lunch after we have judged the "fine arts" category of entries. Seeing how calm those birds are and how easily the kids handle them have changed my chicken outlook. (Lots of possible word play here)
I hope that in the future I will only deal with animal byproducts in a form that will fertilize the gardens.
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