Between Lucy freaking out over all the fireworks, the asshole neighbor with his friends doing their best to torment The Curmudgeon all day, and The Curmudgeon griping to me about it…I have had it.

If I had the income to make it alone, I’d be out of here in a heart beat.

Oh hell, one nice lottery win would do it. Yes, that’s it, the old red neck retirement system.