and this morning, after hitting the hay last night early, I awoke to a toad-strangling 4;30 thunderstorm, staggered into the head to pee, and went back to bed.

Warm house, warm bed, big pile of blankets, cold storm raging outside, arm around the wife, fingertips slid beneath the waistband of her PJ’s, dog snuggled up against my back snoring…..

life is pretty good. A whole lot more money would not make me feel any better than I did that moment.