I’m essentially what you’d expect a stereotypical mid 30s guy to be like.
Laura. “Hey sweetheart, here is a treasure map to my life’s savings. You can convert the coffee can of nickels to dollar bills in the lobby of WalMart.”
But, much like buffing my teeth every 6 months, it is a necessary evil. I will admit though, the anxiety of the upcoming surgery is starting to get to me a bit. Between that and work, I’ve been a joy to be around I’m sure. I’ve been worried about the ‘big’ stuff: will I be able to run again, will my scar be cool, will I die? You know, the usual stuff. To mitigate that, I’ve started biking with regularity again and have even started swimming. More on each of those in a future post. Until then, I’ll be the one gurgling in the lap pool trying to remember where his can of nickels is buried.
Take care of my life savings, Laura!!