It's been cold, it's been wet, and I been busy. I'm moving, bought a house, selling a house, retiring, and having a grandkid that wasn't all that smooth. And Christmas is coming. And the wife insists we do most of the move ourselves, and I'm freakin' 60. Yesterday I personally loaded and unloaded 3 tons, yes, 3 TONS of stuff onto a truck, drove the truck 40 miles, unloaded the truck, drove the truck back, and turned it in. Other little "chores" too. Today was the day for the 150 mile drive, round trip, to see the daughter's family. Well, I went at noon. At 9am I rode the forty miles from my current house to the new house, in the rain, in the cold, in the holiday traffic. You know what? It was the best part of the last two weeks except for holding the new grandson, which don't compare. But it was very, very good. Twisties, scenery, straights with 70 mph limits, all on a route I will travel often. Life is good!