Agreement with Mrs. Grouch
I did another tombay yesterday. Not a big deal because I'm getting kind of used to it. Mrs. Grouch told me she holds her breath every time I take my SWB recumbent out. That makes sense because I have a rather serious history of past injuries. None-the-less, resigning myself to riding only my Kettweisel trike sounds like a good way to suck all of the joy out of my life. I'm not ready to make that step.
Mrs. Grouch suggested she might be comfortable with me continuing to ride the SWB provided I agreed to walk across intersections. Not something that I want to do but it beats any alternative that I can think of. Telling you all kind of makes it feel public and official.
[sigh]
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