And just as I'd decided what I want to be when I grow up.*
Today was my last day at work. I am now on leave until the end of next week, when I become an Old Age Pensioner.
If I repeat that often enough, will I stop giggling?
Anyway, with luck I'll never see the inside of a court again. I shall miss the people I worked with, and all the chat - but I probably won't miss the customers, though I'll be seeing plenty of them every time I go out. And if I fall asleep after lunch, there won't be the worry that I might snore, or fall over.
And now, to fill the time, perhaps there should be new hobbies.
Unicycling round Europe?
A new language - Polish, or Swahili?
Learning to play that guitar I've had for 39 years?