Last weekend, I had set aside the entire Saturday and Sunday as my time to work on next week's Spring Visitors' Guide. That took an unexpected, and rather dramatic, turn when my computer took a smoking and sparking nose-dive shortly after arriving at the office Saturday morning. I spent the rest of the weekend cobbling together pieces from various computers to create one working unit, then moving data around so that I would be able to put out this week's paper, and later, the Visitors' Guide.
While working on Sunday afternoon, my phone rang and I was pleasantly surprised to hear from an old girlfriend from Austin days. We chatted for a while, and caught up on each other's lives.
She owns her own tech company in Austin, and is a mother of two boys, both now in college. She's been to Mason a few times, and allowed as to how she would really like to take advantage of her company's continued success to escape from Austin and move out to a place like Mason.
Or, maybe, just like Mason.
It's a decision she has been pondering for quite a long time, so it's not as if this were a spur-of-the-moment decision; but, she shared that she was ready to take her golden parachute, invest in some Mason County real estate, and live the life she REALLY wants.
During our chat, she admitted that moving to a small town, single and not knowing many people, would be a challenge. However, she reminded me, we had always been very close, had even dated for a while, and she was still fond of me.
By Monday, she had already begun putting her plans into place. She met with her board and her senior staff, and they decided she would take an "active" retirement. She would leave the day-to-day operations of the company; but, would still be considered as the ranking member of senior management. She would take her retirement package, in a reduced form until age 65, and start following her dreams.
She wondered if I had similar dreams.
During a Monday evening talk, we again discussed our prior involvement, and agreed it ended as we both became more involved in our professional lives. We also agreed that, in every other way, we had been quite "sympatico," and in synch.
"Want to retire and live the life of an old married couple?" she asked, not completely in jest.
I was still at the office trying to get the patched computer to do things it was never intended to do. I was also mentally balancing my checkbook, and realizing it had been a really tough month. And, I was trying to remember the last good date I'd had.
This morning, she called again just after I got to town. She wanted me to know that she was serious, and that she would be coming to town on Wednesday to get an answer in person. I've decided that my answer is going to be, "I do!"
Of course, that will mean a lot of changes in my own life. No more need to have a daily job unless I feel like it. No more running around as a single man. No more,,,, well, no more lots of things. Conversely, there would be a wife, two sons who, though not mine, have always been like nephews to me. And, a wife. Not something I had planned on.
So it all happens on Wednesday. I guess I'll have to call that my anniversary date from now on. It won't be hard to remember. After all, it is April 1st!!!!! April Fools!
It’s all just my opinion.