First thing I did when I went to bed the first day of my retirement was:

• taking my alarm-clock
• removing the battery
• putting all deep down in the closet…

So these days I wake up when I hear my chicken making "a hell of a noise". Which in chicken language means: I have just laid an egg!

Brilliant I must say! Just have to put on my clothes and get myself the most fresh egg ever.

I love breakfast with egg in the morning. Seems I do have a tight schedule even being retired, as it took me 3 days to write this post… Oh well, I am not at all complaining!