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tuff bein' retired
This retired stuff is really hard. Like yesterday, I was sittin' in my recliner, computer in my lap and caught some movement outside my window. When I turned my head, fifteen feet away was a doe, nibbling at my freshly cut lawn. Twenty feet away from her was another beautiful lady. They eventually strolled out of sight.
Later, washing dishes, I looked out to see two little red squirrels foraging for acorns from last year's crop buried in the grass. They began to play, chasing each other round and round the huge oak tree no more than twenty feet from the kitchen window.
Later, Dianna and I were sittin' in camp chairs, readin' and feelin' the evening breeze wafting across our faces, and listenin' to jays, wrens, cardinals, mocking birds and other unidentified species making up a feathered choir. All this while cool green tea slaked my thirst.
Yeah, bein' retired is sooooo tuff.
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