I told this to some people in Sunday School this past Sunday. They laughed at me. Not sure why I did this but…When I got the news from my ex-wife that she wanted to be my EX-wife I was working at MAX FCU. After walking into the women’s restroom, not realizing I was actually in the women’s room until I realized there wasn’t a urinal on the wall, I decided I’d go home. Consider that this was about 15 years ago. I stopped on the way home and bought a 4-pack of Zima(anyone remember Zima). Why, I don’t know. But when I got home to my little trailer, I decided it would be a good idea to climb to the top of a very tall pine tree and sit and drink the Zima. So I did. I’m not sure why. I think that maybe I was thinking that she would come home and see my car and not know where I was and be worried. She never came home, though. So I climbed down after about an hour. I’m not sure why I told this story. I suppose there is something funny about a guy whose wife is leaving him, sitting in a tree drinking a girly beverage.
FYI…I quit drinking altogether in 1998. Haven’t climbed a tree since.