I am whining.

It is nothing unusual. I whine quite a bit about just about anything. It is what I do.

So.

I can do anything I want….and can afford. I have no demands on my time, other than those I make for myself. I need a day off.

On the flip side of that is that I supplement my retirement with gig jobs. Short little jobs. Every day.

They don’t take up a lot of time.

I just am tired of doing them.

So.

Poop.