Curmudgeon du Jour

“Bye, bye missed American Pie, put the petal to the meddle but the Levis were dry.”

“What? Those aren’t the words.”

“They’re not?”

“I hate that song. In the first place it’s sappy. Second, it’s way too long and third, it’s an ear worm.”

“You’re in a great mood.”

“Shut up.”

“How’d you sleep?”

“Not great.”

“Leg cramps again?”

“Yeah. It could be worse. I am not going to say, ‘Getting old is not for sissies’.”

“No, please don’t say that.”

“You know, I thought retirement would be different.”

“How?”

“I thought it would be time for me to be completely impractical most of the time, but no. It’s the same shit. Broken plumbing, car payment, a garage that needs work, lawn to mow, no money.”

“That’s just life. I don’t think you can get away from it — well you can, but…”

“Even that’s a problem. I had to organize all that ahead of time.”

“So did you?”

“Most of it. But, you know I live in a small town and…”

“Yeah.”

“You want some coffee?”

“Love some.”

 

 

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9 thoughts on “Curmudgeon du Jour

  1. Getting old is no big difference from not getting old, the body just doesn’t want to join in as it used to. Life goes on. 🙂 Good view on it all.

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