Today, an ode to an old Christmas favorite, and some of the new challenges of retirement. Happy Holidays to all!
On the first day of Christmas, retirement gave to me … one grateful nation.
On the second day of Christmas, retirement gave to me … two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the third day of Christmas retirement gave to me … three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the fourth day of Christmas retirement gave to me … four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the fifth day of Christmas retirement gave to me … five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the sixth day of Christmas retirement gave to me … six cold ones chilling, five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the seventh day of Christmas retirement gave to me … seven days of briefings, six cold ones chilling, five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the eighth day of Christmas retirement gave to me … eight VA appointments, seven days of briefings, six cold ones chilling, five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the ninth day of Christmas retirement gave to me … nine job rejections, eight VA appointments, seven days of briefings, six cold ones chilling, five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the 10th day of Christmas retirement gave to me … 10 days of travel, nine job rejections, eight VA appointments, seven days of briefings, six cold ones chilling, five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the 11th day of Christmas retirement gave to me … 11 packers packing, 10 days of travel, nine job rejections, eight VA appointments, seven days of briefings, six cold ones chilling, five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.
On the 12th day of Christmas retirement gave to me … 12 friends farewelling, 11 packers packing, 10 days of travel, nine job rejections, eight VA appointments, seven days of briefings, six cold ones chilling, five graying hairs, four panic attacks, three DD214s, two pack out dates and one grateful nation.