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.