The teenagers that allow me to live in their house. At least that's how it feels sometimes ;D

Anyone who reads this blog regularly knows that I am retired, but I have teenagers at home.  I ever write a post about it a while back, “Retired with Children: an Oxymoron”.  It’s not the same.  I have a lot more freedom and a lot more free time, but I am still subjected to schedules and demands being a dad that most retirees are not.  I’m not complaining, just making a point.

But two weeks a year I get a little taste of real retirement.  One is in the summer when my wife and the boys head up to 4H camp at Lake Tahoe.  That is more bachelor for a week, however, instead of retirement for a week.  It’s still fun.  I eat well, sleep in late, play the video games and watch movies.  It is grand, even if I do have to take care of the kid’s chores myself.

This week, however, it is only my kids that leave. More

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