What A Fool Believes

Today is the day. We are having our kitchen floor professionally installed. We spent last night clearing everything off of the floor so they would be able to come right in and start the project. I disassembled the table and stored it in the living room. I was going to clear out the refrigerator and give it a complete cleaning but that was too much work for last night. The last thing I took out was the stove. I turned off the gas and unscrewed the connector. There was a brief whiff of gas but that was it. The hardest part was putting the stove on the back porch. It was a narrow fit through the sliding glass door.

So now we have an empty kitchen. The dogs have had a blast sliding across the floor and there is even an echo due to the absence of stuff. The best part of this is I will not have to recuperate (at least physically) from this experience. No aching knees or back. Just a small pain in the wallet but that can be healed much more quickly. It is difficult to believe that I am no longer in my 20's and cannot do these strenuous, massive projects. What would have taken me probably 5 days 20 years ago would take me 5 weeks now. I should have thought this through before I decided that this was something I could do.

So, as I have the Michael McDonald song running through my head, I come to the realization that some things are better left to the professionals and that youth is wasted on the young. The best part is I would not trade where I am to go back, even armed with the knowledge I currently possess. Life has not always been fair but I must say I have enjoyed the second half much more that the first. Youth isn't everything.

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Cobb