Thankful for time in the workshop with my oldest buddy.
Less than a week ago I was thankful for time in the workshop with my best-est buddy and today I am thankful for time in the workshop with my oldest buddy, my dad.
While Dominic was hunting with Grandpa Ken and Becky was shopping with her family Gavin, my dad and I had a great time working in his garage building cabinets. No real agenda or start time, just an end goal of starting some cabinets. As my dad put it, “welcome to retired life.”
It was a blast! Giving each other a hard time, telling stories, learning new ways to build things, and making stuff. It was awesome! We were very productive and got more accomplished than I thought we would.
With Gavin I was the one who was leading the charge. I had to give him direction and help show him what to do. It was up to me to build a plan. Today was a total reversal. Dad was the man with the plan. He was the supervisor and I was there or follow. It was great! What a cool opportunity to remember the benefits of leading and following all within a week.
Most importantly was the bonding time my dad and I had. I am so fortunate to be able to spend time with him (especially after hearing all of his demolition stories!) and appreciate almost every minute. Like is said, we gave each other a hard time, told stories and were able to create something all the while. I don’t mean the cabinets though. I mean the memories. This was one of those days that I’ll always remember when I think of time with my dad. Similar to the fond memories of building our garage, making my fire truck pinewood derby car, going hunting for the first time, helping out on the roof on the cabin, and building a treehouse.
These are the memories I’ll bring up to my boys when we’re working on a project during my retirement years while we’re creating those memories for ourselves.