36 days into being retired and I have been busier that when I was employed. Admittedly, most of the busy has been self inflected. It seemed to me like I should; somehow, reward myself for all those years of hard work. So, I began to contemplate a new motorcycle. Looking, dreaming, wanting, and wishing. Could I, should I, would I?
Yes, maybe, NO! Yes, I could because anything is possible if you want it bad enough. I should because I deserve to after having worked hard for these past forty-six years. NO, because there is just something inherently wrong with the thought of getting rid of Petunia! Actually, the plan was being hatched over the past three months when I realized I was serious about retiring.
But, if Petunia was to stay, she was going to need a little TLC. She was getting a touch long in the tooth and staying will require many miles of hills and dales and blue highways. I, in the past, would read the service manual when contemplating a change to Petunia and succumb to the dreaded…Obtain Special Harley tool (1234-432)….and off to an indy shop to pay to have her worked on. But, as I am now on a fixed income, I have to be very careful of where my money goes.
It has come to the time of life to realize it is only a 2 cylinder motor and that just means less parts. Even if the title does say Harley Davidson!