He quit

My husband quit his job.

He's not getting another job.

He is retiring.

I was afraid of this.  I knew it was coming.  I didn't want it to come.  This is a change.  It's a scary change.  And, now it is here.  He called me on the phone while I was picking up my rental car at Chicago Midway airport.  Maybe it was easier to tell me when he wasn't looking me in the eye.  I don't think so.  Timing is everything.

My husband doesn't have to go to work, EVER!  (I'm going to have to blog about this again.  just from my new pov.)

I'm getting used to the idea of this thing called retirement.  I'm starting to wrap my head around what this is going to mean for me, for him, for our family.  Some parts of it, I believe, will be great.  My husband will have more time to work on his dissertation.  Maybe he will finally FINISH it.  On the flip side of this, we will now be paying for the classes.  These are not cheap.  But, maybe he'll FINISH it.  Then he will be able to start teaching classes.  See, I'm already planning ways to get him back to work.  And he hasn't had his last day of work, yet.  It's coming, but it hasn't come yet.  (february 24th)

It's hard for me to imagine what retirement will look like.  Of course, I'll still be getting up in the morning and going to work.  I hope I don't resent him too much.  I hope I don't accidentally jostle him awake while I'm getting up and getting ready to go to work.  But, you never know what will happen.  Maybe he will be home when I get home from work?  What am I saying?  Of course he'll be home.  I have a feeling he's going to be home A LOT.  I wonder what it will be like to talk to someone a soon as I get home from work?  I'm not expecting dinner to be ready.  He cannot cook.  Hmm, but then again, I could really use to lose a few pounds.  Maybe I should encourage some cooking.  I can't decide.  Do you think he will do the laundry?  He never has.  Will we have enough money?  This is my biggest fear.  I know my husband is a smart man.  (did I tell you he is working on his PhD?)  I know he wouldn't have made this move if we couldn't afford it.  I guess this means we are officially old.  I've always thought I was old, but now I have a retired husband to prove it.

This week I had to take all my fears to the terminal "what if."  What if my husband quits his job?  (play Law and Order "dunk dunk")  I can tell you, the world doesn't end.  The sun comes up the next morning.  I didn't actually throw up.  And, my husband told me he feels a huge weight has been lifted from his shoulders and he is happier than he has been in a very long time.

I think we are going to be ok.