Bow Tie o’ the Day and I returned our family hitchhiker to Stockton this afternoon. We Uber-ed our passenger a total of 228 miles. There was a ton of slap-happy conversation when we were together. And there was terrific sing-a-long music for me when I was alone in the car.
One of the things about being retired that I never considered: Other people think that because you are retired you have absolutely nothing to do to fill your time, so they think you’re available at any given moment. They expect you to be ready for any task they might need you to do, including chauffeuring them to do their errands and to visit far-away relatives.
I don’t mind helping out one bit– except when I do. Seriously, I enjoy doing favors for people I care about. But after driving to the exciting town of Stockton twice today, my butt is tired. I think I deserve to take a holiday– and not just the kind in this photo, where you fill up your gas tank and grab a bad breakfast burrito.
Suzanne and I got the Gulf Coast go-ahead for the condo, the power, the airports, the roads, etc., so we’re outta here way too early in the AM. Off we go, to Atlanta to Mobile to Dauphin Island, AL.
Thank heavens I have not been drafted to drive anyone to or from Stockton tomorrow or I’d have to cancel our vacay.
