# 31 Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm 64... I mean 65?

Well another year has come and gone the measuring tape is getting shorter.   Yep I caught the Medicare train this year, what fun... but I digress.   No trips this year (cry eye sad face emoji, if I could have figured out how to show a symbol I would have.  Thank you very much ).   Its not for lack of wanting to but an all out assault on a minor house renovation that turned out to be a 10 month labor of love-hate-pending divorce papers remodel relationship.  So ipso facto no tripo.  Side bar (let’s keep this between us ok?) I didn’t know how many ways things can be done wrong (aka my way) and how only one way to do things right (aka her way).  After the dust has cleared me and Mrs. GOM are thoroughly thrilled with the results.  Should have done it years earlier, but as we all know you either have time and no money or money and running out of time or neither and you say what the hell lets do it anyway.  So the plan for next year is take trip after trip after trip after trip etc...  (Yea right) wishful thinking we’ll see stranger things have happened.  Speaking of that did I forget to tell you I saw Lucky the leprechaun riding Uma the unicorn?  Bet I did.  Anyway I should take some of advice from an old wise GOM (me) quit complaining get that QTL while you are willing and able.  Trust me time gets away from you, once you realize that it’s too late.   I wonder what's for dinner something smells good.  

Keep those campfires a blazing!!

Mr. & Mrs. GOM

QTL