I may also be getting to that time. 80 yoa and somebody named arthritis has hit me hard in back, feet and legs. Grandsons and son in law are carrying most of the load and I absolutely hate that. Spent my whole life stomping my own snakes and now have trouble doing much of anything that takes bending from the waist.
A huge limb came off an oak last week in my back yard. I got a chain saw out and started to work. Next thing I know, grandson showed up and took over. Then a couple more showed up. I protested but another young man told me that I had taught them how to do all this stuff and it was their turn. I guess so but it does chap my butt.
I’ve owned the place for about 40 years and it’s become part of my life. But, all things must end. But not just yet.
I know exactly how you feel, Dave. Your final comment reminds me of St. Augustine's: "Lord, make me celibate. But not just yet."
