New phase of life for a new year

The Chief retired (again - this time as a civilian) as of 31 December. He spent a fair amount of time this weekend doing his "I'm retired!!!" dance and gloating in song about no longer needing to iron shirts, lay out his things the night before, or get up by 5 a.m. to go to work. I'm sympathetic - I may well have my own happy dance when I can retire - but given that I do have to lay out my things tonight and set my alarm for 0530 and go back to racing rats tomorrow, I'm finding that ongoing celebration is starting to wear just a teensy bit thin... ;-)