You've already started staring at the 'Fire, apparently. That's what I do on days when I'm not fishing or golfing or putzing around with tackle, or reading books, or whatever. You will soon realize that everybody you see when you're out is as old as you are. It's as if we retirees are the only people left on Earth, because you never see worker bees. If you're smart, you never go out on weekends. Anywhere. Leave those two days to the working stiffs.
It's been almost 15 years now, and I am firmly convinced I was born to be retired. It's glorious.
