A new week in a new life.

I am a bit sore this morning, mostly the back of my lower legs. It is not severe, just soft limp inspiring. It was also difficult to wake this morning. Oh, I did hear the alarms at least, but after messing with the snooze on the first one for a 45 minutes before shutting it off, and the same with my reserve alarm, I ended up sleeping until noon (they were set for 7:00 and 8:00 am). Now, doggone it, I really do not mind. I did miss church, and honestly, you can never make this up. I will not use the cosmic old humor that, “God knew about this a long time ago” excuse. First, God does not hand out permission. Secondly, He knows everything, I believe, but that does not mean He approves of everything. However, I will say He knows I am trying to do right by my health and Him. He knows as I try things, I cannot always fully gauge the affect, especially at this point. As for the church, I do not expect her to be as forgiving. She is trying to lead, and sometimes must come across as a bit cross at times. It is her nature. Sometimes it behooves us, whether dealing with the church, our mother, or our lady love to just shut up and take it. (no smirks or funnies either, for God’s and your own sake *laughs*)

I know I have been dreaming again, but I cannot quite remember them in the morning. They have not been bad dreams, my jaw does not hurt in the morning. So, this is a good thing. It means I am sleeping deeply enough. It has been becoming the norm rather than the exception lately. As I am becoming able to work and play harder, my sleep is taking care of itself. Beyond, the medication I initially needed to help sleep is no longer being used regularly. I hate taking medication, so this is good. Now if I can push past the “mother’s little helper” as the Rolling St(B)ones would put it, I will be pleased. But I think that is going to take a while. I’ll need to get in shape, and keep activities up for that to happen. That will take more time, more like six months to a year before I will monkey with that much. I will see how well this goes for the next few months, then tell my doctor. It is probably not a bad thing to have on hand, prn, but that will be up to him.

Tomorrow I will go in for training on the wall, or try. I may still be a bit sore, but that first night of training is mostly “book learning” as it was described to me. Besides, I am not so sore I could not do a little climbing even now. I will also have to make it to church an extra time or two this week. It is not to make up for missing Saturday or Sunday, it is just what it is. Oh, and I better get in for the Sacrament of Reconciliation this Saturday. I try to do that quarterly. Until recently, time really had no meaning in my life, so it was difficult to track, still is at the moment. It still has only a weird affect, in that I sort of age. I need to make a concerted effort to make time itself a dynamic and well tended aspect of my life. It is vital for a functional professional familial and spiritual life.

Depending on how tomorrow goes and how I feel, I may be back out to that path again this coming Tuesday probably no later than Wednesday. Before even going off the path, there are several paths that lead off the main path I took. I want to fully explore those. Then I would like to experiment on those paths, maybe make a little personal map, then begin exploring a bit off the paths. This time, and from now on, I will have my swimming gear with me too. Maybe my fishing gear as well. Oh, one more sure thing on my docket, I need to get my lifetime fishing and hunting license. I finally went to Des Moines a few weeks back and they printed out a form I can take in for that. I still have to buy the various stamps and pay land use, but it will cut those hunting costs in half or more and eliminate the yearly fishing fee altogether.