So the other day I stepped outside and looked around for my husband and his ever-present John Deere tractor. I heard the chain saw and located him, and decided to take my camera down for a few pictures.
That's when I butted in. "Cliff," I said, "you are really enjoying your retirement, aren't you?"
He agreed. Honestly, I've never seen the man as happy as he has been these past six months.
"Since you're having such a good time, surely you wouldn't think about doing something stupid that could kill you and end it all, would you?"
He agreed, and walked away from those trees. I try to remind him every day, "Don't do something stupid that could get you killed!"
Hey, don't we all know somebody who retired just in time to die? It happens all the time. In fact, I just heard about another one today.
So after our deep philosophical discussion, we headed up the hill so I could take pictures of a farm implement to put on Craigslist.
I'll leave all my readers with this word of advice: Don't do something stupid today that could get you killed. (Unless, of course, we're talking about riding a motorcycle. Some things are worth a little risk.)