It's Cut In Stone Now--Maybe

The Dad's going to retire! It is almost semi-official: we made a paper chain! How more definite can you get???!!! Just says to me that we have too much time on our hands. Well, so we spent Sunday afternoon, instead of doing all the jobs we had on "the list," making a looooooooong paper chain. It is 31 weeks and some days. Now, will he take them off at the proper time? No, but it is done.

He plans to retire the day before my birthday and, hopefully, I won't get sick that day because he is waiting until then because the insurance before Medicare kicks in for me is outrageously expensive--unless it is through his company. Then it is still horrid but not as bad. Makes me feel guilty that he could be footloose and fancy free (strange cliche) except for me. Won't say what I feel about it in my down-days! Guess that's the "worse" part of "for better or worse" in those wedding vows, huh?

I have exciting plans and look forward to his being home and cooking dinner when I am working and away. But it is a little scary too: though I have told him that he has to stay off my turf. Once (or more) when he was out of work, he decided it was necessary to supervise my kitchen and alphabetize my spices among other things. Dern it, I am still hunting some of them. Well, almost, anyway. Anyway, we can go off to see the Grandkids whenever we want--or almost anyway: when they will have us! And when I can get away. He has a zillion projects-some of which are just in my mind-to keep himself busy; and he loves puttering about his acres. Then there's always his chickens and e bay to keep him busy. I will be jealous (not really: my work is my choice!). Is this a party occasion?????

by the way: NO!!!! The chain does not live on the fan in the living room. He has moved it!