Hard to believe, but today I showed a real sign of maturity. Some would call it age.

I (me, Dave, that’s who) got up on a ladder and reached my hand into our home’s gutter. My face lit up with delight, as I found that the gooey decaying water leaf mixture was not frozen. I would be able to clean the gutters this autumn, after all. My night’s plans were set. Boy, did I feel old.