Jim nodded. "Sounds like we're all occupied, then. Already did my walk for the day. Might just catch a nap. After all," he said as he pushed back from the table, "I'm a man in my nineties. I need my rest."

And he headed back toward his room to get some clean clothes. The T-shirt and pants were fine. Everything under, on the other hand, needed a good change. He was still in love with showers - even though he knew he probably took too many. There was something about being able to get clean whenever he wanted.