RaisingDad

I'm upstairs vacuuming and shampooing the carpet. There was a time when I used to run with the wolves. How did I ever become so domesticated? Meanwhile, my wife is MIA. That means she's out shopping. Which means she's out spending money. I wish I lived in her world. My Dad is supposed to be downstairs watching TV.      I go downstairs.      0900 hours: All the lights are on in the great room, the kitchen, and the TV is blasting.      Sometimes my father turns everything on, goes to his room, and comes back a few minutes later. Sometimes he turns everything on, goes to his room, and forgets to come back for hours. I don't know what he does in that little father-in-law house he lives in in the front of our property. Maybe he naps. Maybe he just sits and stares at the wall and thinks about his life. I do that sometimes. Mainly my old high school girlfriends. They were pretty hot back ...

Did I tell you I've changed my sleeping schedule?      Well, I have.       I now stay up until 2300 to 2400 hours (that's 11 to 12pm, for all you non-military types out there) every night. I read, write, and draw. I work out, work on my list of honey-do's, and I even work at being nicer to my Dad. I clean out the stuff I have taped on TV, spring clean my personal space, and clean all my guns--the ones I've bought and the ones my Dad has given me from his time in the Army during World War Two. I've been doing this for months.      Why?      Because I was beginning to sleep way too much in my advance age. I was going to bed before 2200 hours and sleeping until 0730 or later. Now I go to bed late, get up early, and sometimes even earlier than that.      The sad truth about life is that when you retire, you find out that's ther...