Last Wednesday before retirement

I tried to open my Social Security account on-line. The security question was "What is your mother's maiden name?" I entered such and the website said, “No that is not right. You will have to go to a Social Security office." Well, I'll be. I thought I knew my mother's name, but off to Elkins we went today to the Federal Building. Modern protocol is the appointments are now by phone. Within the month, I will receive a phone call from my Social Security representative, to apply for benefits. The time is here. I retire again. I re-retire. I took early retirement from employment with the State of West Virginia in 2009 to be home for Maggie’s senior year in high school. That was a good decision and we had a great time. It was also fortuitous as the winter was a humdinger with record snowfall. I would have been stuck in Wheeling for the month of February. I worked three winters for Timberline Ski Resort and two years for Canaan Valley State Park Resort. Nice learning curves were enjoyed at both. If I were indeed being naturalist at Canaan, I might continue, but being building attendant and cashier is not a payoff. Here I hope to chronicle my entry into retirement.