If I were doing this for the money, I wouldn't be doing *this*

As my military career came to an end, I was noticing problems with memory.  Forgetting meetings, not having a clear head for them, and tackling low-hanging fruit instead of going after the big, meaningful, change-agent kinds of things. 

Now, it seems my memory is sound.  I remember names, faces, situations, problems, solutions.  There's still plenty of keyboard time, but none of it spend interpreting a regulation or explaining my actions to dim second-guessers. 

My work keeps me on my feet and in front of people.  I didn't realize that's what I needed.  

I may also be losing weight.  Now for putting the garage and the radios back in order . . .