I have a plan, I told anyone who would listen, when talking about the early days of my retirement. After 19 years of working for a series of companies, one bought by another, and rebrand after rebrand, my days in the communications/public relations/public affairs were over. I had it all worked out. I’d work part way through the summer, have a birthday and then hang up my hat – there’d still have half the summer to enjoy. August was for sleeping, recovering from years of overwork, whether due to the job demands or simply my own workaholic tendencies. September was… Read more…