Yesterday I told my boss I am leaving. 86 days 12 weeks and 2 days. But I am not counting. My wife told me I am too busy to work. I have music to play, fiction to write, a grandson to spoil, volunteer work to do, basses to upgrade, a house that needs work, bike rides to take, baking to do, recipes to create etc, etc, etc. Hoping to bring in a few bucks with my fiction and playing music. Probably not realistic but at least I will be doing the things I love.