A man named Michael showed up with the biggest floor sander I have ever seen to refinish our floors.
My husband, Peter, told Michael he was retired, and Michael told us he was retired as well.
"What did you used to do?" I asked.
"Sand floors!" he said.
"And now you sand floors in your retirement?"
"But only when I want to!" he clarified.
Michael didn't finish sanding on Friday, but said he'd be back Mon…