The winter of no winter continues here in the Catskills. No snow cover! Not the first time this has happened. I've been here for 35 years, and the local weather moves through a wet to dry cycle over a period of 10 or more years. It's warm enough to think about pulling out the Road King and looking for a buyer!

That was a very funny movie! We've all gone through the total breakdown in life, haven't we? And, once we recover, we try to purge the memory and never let on that it happened.
My life broke down totally for a few years after Myrna died. That was a black empty period in my life. I continued to force myself to go to work, although the reason for doing so no longer existed. (I was pretty well off with savings and an insurance payout.)
Anyway, I'm putting the house in the Catskills up for sale as soon as spring arrives. I'm going to be pretty tough on price because I've got a 2 or 3 year period to hold out for what I want. And, the profit on the house will be the down payment for the property I'll buy with my daughter and son-in-law. Whatever is left over will be my savings for the remainder of my life.
How do you sell a motorcycle? You can't let every jackass who wants to take a look ride the damned thing. Navigating out of my dirt road onto the highway is a tough slog for anybody unfamiliar with riding a heavy weight cruiser. I'm gonna be pretty firm on price with the Harley, too, because I don't have to be in a hurry to sell. The proceeds from the Harley will wipe out what few small credit bills I have remaining.
I'll start cleaning out the attic and the garage once spring arrives, and I'll put the salable items up on craigslist. I've never enjoyed buying and selling stuff. My son-in-law loves that shit. He buys and sell ATVs and small motorcycles... really, anything small with a motor. He seems to enjoy the hassling with strangers over price, and he often makes a huge profit in the process.
Can't wait for spring. The twins should be walking soon, so I'll be able to take them and their toddler sister outdoors for play periods. Everybody has been stuck inside. Chasing after the boy twin should be hilarious... not to mention good exercise.
The grandkids made life worth living again. Took me a very long time to accept that things would never be the same again after Myrna's death. Indeed, as George Harrison said, "All Things Must Pass."
I'm preparing for my own passing by slowly getting rid of all the unnecessary material possessions. I want very little to be left at the end. My kids are financially set and need nothing from me, and that means that I did something right, doesn't it?
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