Tomorrow will be my 21st day as a retired person. In the first week, I left my property just once and that was only because I had a dentist appointment. I ran a couple errands then returned home to continue my hermitting for as long as possible. As of today, I've made 4 more excursions into the "world", which seemed quite adequate. After the first week, I no longer felt like I was "hiding out" but for a little bit, it was enjoyable to not have to deal with people except by choice. After 29 years as a social worker, being a recluse for a while is actually pretty intriguing.