I became a card carrying Curmudgeon a little over a year ago when I woke up one sunny August morning and realized that I didn't have to go to work. Or the next day. Or the next. I had time for another few cups of coffee. The lake was calling. There were things needing to be done...when I got around to it. Maybe tomorrow. Geezerhood has its perks.
This ^. This is what I'm looking forward to.
