At the outset, and even above in the title, I'll admit that I'm too old to be doing these things. However, I do them, and so I guess I may as well just accept that I'm either having a mid-life crisis, or I just haven't accepted that some things belong to the young.
I'm talking about Saturday nights. Usually, my Saturday nights are spent having supper with friends, maybe fishing, playing a card game, or just watching a video. Most times, I'm at home and in bed by midnight.
And then, there are the other Saturday nights, like this last weekend.
Sean and I met up with Matt, Scott, Terry and Mo at the Peanut Mill where we played some pool. The others left while Sean and I finished our pool games, and then we headed over to London Hall to hear Gary P. Nunn. I had seen him just a few months ago at the Peanut Mill; but, I just had to hear him sing London Homesick Blues while on the stage in London Hall!
It was a good night. Lots of Mason folks made the evening more lively, and I even hit the dance floor once or twice. Sean and I had been working cattle late Saturday, and we had to finish on Sunday, so we left a few minutes before the concert ended so I could get him home, then get myself on home. Kyle caught us on the way out and asked us to play lead car, as he was running on fumes and was worried about making it home.
The three of us arrived at Short Stop around 1:30. Kyle gassed up while Sean and I got sodas for the drive on out into the country. Of course, drinking a Big Red at that time of the morning does NOT make one ready for bed. By the time we had gone the six miles of paved road and six miles of dirt road to Sean's, we were both wide awake.
Terri's mom and aunt are in from Canada, and Grandmother Annie had bought the boys a Nintendo Wii. Aaron had been on it nonstop; but, at 2:00 in the morning, we decided we finally had a chance to play.... till 3:30 in the morning!
Now, understand that we had already decided that we'd get out and work the cattle EARLY so that we could beat the heat. I had talked to Denise and arranged to meet her for breakfast at Willow Creek, so I had told Sean I would just be at the office waiting till he got to town.
But, I didn't get home till 4:00 a.m. And of course, even though I didn't set an alarm, at 6:30 a.m., I was wide awake. I showered, then met Denise at 8:30. After breakfast, she had me work on her laptop computer for a while over at the office.
Sean got to town around 11:00, and we grabbed a bite of lunch at Santo's before heading out to finish our cattle work. In the heat of midday. With very little sleep.
But, we got it done and were finished by 3:30. I gratefully dragged myself back home where I showered again, took a short nap, and then made it back into town by 6:30 p.m. for the dedication of Kim Jordan's Habitat Home.
I made a quick run back by the Reardon Ranch for a supper with the entire family before finally getting home around 10:00 p.m. And then, I slept like a rock! Till 5:00 a.m. on Monday.
I thought today that I would really feel the pain from acting younger than my years. Instead, I feel really good that I spent time with one of my friends, and with lots of other people that I care about. I feel really good that we got the cattle worked. I feel good that I was able to have breakfast with Hollywood and catch up on life.
In retrospect, I'm not worried that I'm too old for these things. I'm just better prepared for them, know better how to behave, and know that it's going to hurt a bit on the following day.
Now you can lecture me for the things I DID do wrong. Missed church. Left my dog alone in the front yard for 10 hours. Used up a lot of gasoline. I guess I'm not too old to still make those mistakes.
It’s all just my opinion, but it’s what I wish would happen.