Retirement, or the beginning of the end, is when you can start drinking
at breakfast and can nap before the game comes on - everyday. It's also when you start hoping cancer comes for you before
your money runs out and that your son-in-law gets transferred so the
grandkids quit come over with their endless "paw-paws" and potty
accidents.
The better bet is bouts of unemployment when you're young-ish so you can lounge around in your undies while your wife wears the pants.
The better bet is bouts of unemployment when you're young-ish so you can lounge around in your undies while your wife wears the pants.
I sometimes feel like you have hired someone to tail me to mine me for information so that you may continue to post daily about my present living conditions and rationales. It's fairly scary, in a Lost sort of way.
Posted by: Jamison | September 30, 2009 at 01:23 PM