After 18 months of retirement, I woke up and told my husband, “I think I’m dying of boredom, and I’m scared it might be literally true.” He laughed it off, said I was just spending too much time…
The relief was real for the first few months. I finally slept past my alarm, I could take a long coffee break without checking a clock, and the freedom felt like it had been a long time coming. But then, around the 18-month mark, something started to go quiet. It was slow at first. A … Read more