Dida at Home

Today is day 2 of DIDA AT HOME.  Left his job.  Not going to talk about that because I don't want to jeopardize future stuff, like another JOB perhaps.  Yesterday he wore old man sweatpants to run errands with me. More specifically, old Greek man sweat pants. All he needed was a gold chain. I did all of the driving.  Like old retired people. Like he just had cataract surgery and I was off to bridge.  He thinks I drive too fast and hears a new rattle on the passenger side. I think he should go to some Cubs games, long bike rides something, anything so that I don't feel guilty about knitting group tomorrow.  He is interested in looking at my bill paying "system."  Aren't we all?