The Beach, Plans and Catching Up

So... here we are.  It's been mbggrphhh days since I last wrote something (other than checks!).  But that's okay.  It's been a bit of a whirlwind couple of weeks.  To wit:

We held a really big BBQ/party last weekend.  The days leading up to the party were buried in preparation.  I moved porch furniture (a seven piece faux wicker sectional) four times.  (Long story, our porch is under construction so the furniture went from shed, to backyard lawn and back twice.)

I cleaned the house top to bottom (literally).  We shopped (a lot), Suz cooked...  yeah, we were busy that week.

Couple of days immediately after party... lost! (R and R.)

This week, I took long walks two days in a row (trying the "get up early and walk," routine).  Exhausted me a bit but I'm going to try to keep it up ("regular schedule" style).

We had to go back to Brooklyn for an overnight so that (sort of) killed two days.  Saw two films (Love and Mercy and The Wolf Pack).  Enjoyed both but neither 'blew my skirt up.'

I spent half a day working on a tax issue (unpaid tax from 2011, due to my investment people not sending me tax info I didn't know I needed for filing that year).  It's all good, I just owe a little.

Spent some time at the beach yesterday (finally) - see below.

So what's really the story here?  Why bother writing this rather mundane tripe?

Well, I did get to bang on my keyboard for a while (always good for the ol' arthur-ritis).

And I did get to sneak in the photo.  BTW - it's the view from my bar stool.  :-)  Yesterday reminded me of what I thought retirement might feel like - and in a way it did... briefly, but I felt it.

So first I'd like to point out that the idea (or assumed idea) that I'd find it "easy" to get into any sort of routine in retirement has proven wickedly difficult.  Not sure yet if that's due to the shifting events that needed our (or my) attention or whether it's going to be "just the nature of things."  Time should tell.

But I also wanted to mention that I'm thinking (not nearly enough, but at least a little) about what my next script project will be.  Do I re-write one of my old scripts - as I initially thought I might do first - or start something new?  Or... do I tackle something completely different (other than this blog) such as a novel, fiction or fact (e.g., memoir).

On the re-write path, I did speak briefly with my old screenwriting teacher (at the party) about my script People Who Kill (a thriller that I still think has the best potential of all my scripts).  He mentioned that one of his connections might be interested in reading it.  Of course, it's not ready (ergo the re-write).

While it's not the first script I would have chosen to work on (I've a hankerin' to work on Guardian Demon), it seems the most logical choice.

More on this soon - I  hope!

p,s, Apparently, the only script I don't have a printed copy of is People Who Kill.  Hmmm...

Asbury Park, North Beach - from the Convention Center balcony bar (Anchor's Bend)