The Plot Twist… Took a Coffee Break

Apparently even blogs about reinvention need a little reinvention.

If you’ve noticed a small… let’s say pause… in my blogging, you would be correct. My last post and I have been sitting across the room from each other like two people who meant to call but never quite got around to it.

The truth is, retirement (especially the sudden kind) comes with a strange side effect:
You suddenly have time.

And when you suddenly have time, you also suddenly have the urge to fill every single minute of it trying to figure out what you’re supposed to do with the rest of your life.

So instead of writing here, I went down the rabbit hole of the modern retirement hobby:

Searching for the perfect work-from-home side gig.

And let me tell you… the internet has opinions.

Apparently I could have been:

• A virtual assistant
• A course creator
• A dropshipping mogul
• A Pinterest strategist
• A TikTok product reviewer
• A digital product empire builder
• Or someone who sells planners to people who plan to use planners

I tried to understand all of it.

I watched videos.
I took notes.
I opened about 47 browser tabs.

At one point I’m fairly certain I had a spreadsheet explaining another spreadsheet that tracked my potential spreadsheets.

Somewhere in the middle of all that “figuring it out,” I quietly stepped away from the blog.

Not because I didn’t care about it.

But because I was busy trying to solve the great post-retirement question:

“What am I supposed to do now?”

After a while though, I realized something.

All that searching started to feel suspiciously like… work.

The kind of work where you’re staring at screens, chasing productivity, and forgetting the whole point of stepping away in the first place.

So I did something radical.

I stepped away again.

Not from retirement.

Just from the pressure to immediately turn retirement into a perfectly optimized business model.

And in that quiet space something became clear.

This blog was never supposed to be a productivity report.

It was supposed to be the story of figuring it out.

The messy middle.
The experiments.
The side roads.
The moments where you think you have a plan… and then life laughs politely.

So here we are.

Back on track.

Not because everything is suddenly organized and crystal clear.

But because this journey — the detours, the false starts, the “maybe this will work” ideas — is exactly what sudden retirement looks like.

And if I disappear again for a few days here and there?

Well… that might just mean I’m out there testing another plot twist.

After all…

Retirement deserves one.