I never said I do nothing.......I do a lot, every day. But at least now I have a life. For 30 years it was get up, go to the restaurant, work 12-14 hours a day, go home, go to sleep. Repeat. Repeat. Over and over and over. No social life, no lunches or dinners out, no drinks with friends, everything is closed at 1AM when I got home from work so nothing to do and even if there was, I was too tired, one day off a week. Never had a weekend off or a holiday off. Now I do!
That is the *(^%**^ about life in the restaurant biz.
Work late, too wired to sleep, so finally get to sleep about 5 or 6 am only to sleep a couple hours and right back into it.
Friends not understanding how a person could "sleep ALL day". I finally got to the point of disconnecting my phone while I was home.
I do miss it at times, there is NOTHING like the adrenaline rush of a busy kitchen, back against the wall, neck deep in the weeds, sweat pouring out your body, the feel of the heat on your face from the salamander or the steam table in front of you, or the smell of burnt hair when grabbing something across the saute line.
Ahh but you can only live on adrenaline/booze and restaurant food so long