I have heard of buyers remorse. Sellers remorse. Now I will add volunteers remorse to the mix. In two days ,I will no longer have any volunteer positions . That is scary. What fills that space. I had that thought the other day. I loved the busy-ness
of volunteering. What escape will I have. I knew almost everything that was going on around me. Now I will be out of the loop. Out of the mainstream. Oh well. It was my time. I will pass the keys to the store room on to the next volunteer. It was a good run.I
loved it and I will learn to fill my days with other interests. I might start by dusting off this big blue cello that is standing in my guest room, and learn how to play it. It has developed a personality and I owe it some attention. Or I can finish a book,
cover to cover. I can take tap dancing lessons. I love the sound of tap shoes. That's it. Tap dancing. THat's what I'll do.Tap, tap,taptaptap.tap.