Aww! I hate funerals, Juhi, but for you I might make an exception. 😊

My mind is going (brain damage from my youth catching up with me). This is why I am retiring at 62; I want to spend my last few coherent years enjoying life with Deb, not toiling for a company that has no appreciation for me. I am hoping I stay in good enough shape mentally to get our home downsized and moved into a retirement community with Deb. By that time I will have an exit plan in place and (hopefully) an AI who will tell me to open the lockbox with the combination I can’t remember any more to take the pills or drink the mixture inside. And then I will sleep.

As an agnostic, I have no ideas what (if anything) there is to an afterlife, but if you get there before I do, leave me a note and I promise to look you up, okay? 😊