I started this blog some time ago and hoped to write it regularly.  Nope.  Life got away from me.  Working.  Raising a family.  Whatever else I do every day.  Things changed dramatically on December 9, 2015, when the man i report up to at a major bank visited me to tell me that my job was being “eliminated”.  After 33 years, at the age of 61 1/2, my career at that bank was over.  So things have changed for me.  I get up every day trying to decide if this means this is time for me to retire.  Not being prepared for that idea, I find myself “networking” every day trying to make connections, have conversations with people who may lead me to opportunities.  And I approach the process with great ambivalence because I am not sure I want to throw myself back into the soup.  I learned a very big lesson in December:  it’s not fun giving up control of your life to a major corporation.  So, I am wrestling with several paths:  create my own business, try to get work at the bank that chose to say good bye instead of thank you, try to find work at another bank or in a another business, or just pull up my stakes.  We’ll see.  First, I want to get rid of the pit I wake with in my stomach every weekday morning.