No one believes Seniors any more!

[No Vested Interest]

5. Fighting Redux

Saturday morning, I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage.
I hooked the boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.
The wind was blowing 50mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and
discovered that the weather would be bad all day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
I cuddled up to my wife's back;
now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."

My loving wife of many years replied,
"And can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"

And that's how the fight started...