You'd think that by the time someone was in their mid 60s they would be mature and responsible. ROM and I are proof that isn't always true. We've have this stack of insurance forms and info that has been sitting on the kitchen counter waiting for our attention for two weeks. There are forms from FEMA regarding our flood insurance, health insurance info and forms from ROM's current employer, and new health care plans from the company ROM retired from years ago.
Me: Let's sit down after dinner and wade through all this insurance crap.
ROM: But I brought home season 2 of Walking Dead.
Me: You did? Awesome! Let's watch the first episode as we eat dinner!
ROM: I wonder where they'll go now that the CDC blew up?
Me: Hey, have you heard if Bradenton is having the zombie fest this year?
And just like that, the stack of insurance crap was completely forgotten until I saw the pile still sitting on the kitchen counter this morning. But come on, who wouldn't choose to watch the Walking Dead over reading through a stack of insurance forms? It's all about the zombies right now! Even the tree frogs were watching for walkers last night as they hung out on the light pole.
It was a false alarm- just the old neighborhood watch guys walking down the street.