I suspect that I'm no longer truly capable of working full-time. I still do it, but I'm not doing a good job of it. About two hours before it's time to go, my energy is gone, and I lose my productivity.
In my free time weekends and evenings, there are some things that I do, but I also spend a great deal of time resting. So many wonderful things are going on -- concerts, dances, singalongs -- and it saddens me to miss so many of them. In addition, I'd like to take all sorts of classes -- academic, dance, and playing musical instruments. And I'd like to rollerblade, kayak, hike, snowshoe, and ski. If I got out more, it would be easier to forge friendships.
And yet, life is never perfect. I think this is something I can live with. I do like to stay home and read and listen to music and so forth. I do enjoy what I have.