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I am awake, after a good nap. As I have been researching this, tinkering with that, blogging here and there, and just wasting time my mind has been working on things it is interested in. It had started to recount my duties, responsibilities, promises, and such. So, rather than have all that rolling around loose in an already cluttered and wearied mind, I decided to number them, their list in the chain of events in which they belong roughly, and allow myself some temporary peace.

I have a V.A. appointment Monday. Since it is the first visit here, I have no extra commitments regarding it. I do need, however, to get orders in to be seen at dental, the eye clinic, and to visit the foot doctor. I will be questioning her regarding a possible medicinal regimen as well. Other than that, I have nothing else there. Though too, on that day, if I can wake early enough I would like to revisit the place in Taylorsville so as to buy the .22 rifle or find out what the problem is at least. Then, if there is time in the afternoon, I would like to visit with the renter of the cabin and take a look at the place. That is a lot to do in one day, and is dubious due to both the early rising and the long hours, plus all the driving. I have been known to pull miracles out of indelicate places before though. Tuesday, if that all did not get done, I will need to drive to the area again.

I still need to talk to the apartment manager and see if we can arrange for an end of contract in about two months. I would like to do that Monday or Tuesday, but the facts remain that it really might not happen until Wednesday. When I get that answered, or roughly, I will then need to contact the people I will be house sitting for. I had suggested I would have this done Friday, forgetting I had been meaning to (if fruitlessly) drive to Taylorsville. Complications and twists, life is full of them.

After the purchasing of guns is cleared, if it is in my favor, I then need to purchase the rifle and begin targeting it in. I need to have that completed and be ready for the shoot by the 29th of August. I should print out a number of targets for practice as well. They are offered for download and printing at the online address where I took the online version of the course. I have 1500 rounds, and more, of .22 ammunition. Most of it medium velocity. I may just shoot the high velocity new stuff and save the medium velocity for better aim. Now that I realize .22 ammunition is all about $7.50 per 50 (or more), I do not mind buying locally. Especially since it is target specific ammunition. Several maybes there, but that is how it goes.

I also need to begin planning for my visit to our family friend's family reunion. I am not sure where that is being held, exactly, or where I will be staying. To that end, I need to speak with my Mom again. I believe she will then need to make some calls and get back to me. That will be complicated and take at least a week to arrange, I am almost sure. It might take more but it will not take less time.

Then, depending on what happens with the contract for this apartment, I will probably begin loading some of what I have here and taking it to the storage unit. Simply put, I would like a very light and easy move to the new place. I can then, as needed and wanted, haul some of what I want to the house. All this depends on the current contract and the possibility of getting out of it.

I want (need) to get back to fishing. I have been doing so much else that there has been little time for it. Though too, with the heat getting into the 95 F to 100 F range, fishing has been sidetracked by that as well. This week is supposed to be in the 85 range, better for fishing and getting out in general. Half of this week seems destined to be on the road, potentially, though. I want trout for dinner! And perhaps some pictures for you. Though my camera seems to be dying. I did get the discs, and I did try to take a picture in Ogden. The results from a single try, the heat, and the need to get going, however, really did not leave me hopeful. To that end I have been looking over used cameras for sale. I am hoping for a better Nikon, either an F100 or and F5, a decent simple lens (to start out with), and little else. Since this will be for landscapes, I do not think I need a flash (right away). In time, it would be good to get a flash. Though I believe a telephoto and wide angle lens would come first, good ones. Pricey ones. Ackh! All this for you, my dear readers. *grins*

As well, I have bigger hunting on my mind. Though this can wait until early next year. I want a rifle first, but a black powder gun and a bow are on the list for either next year or the year after. Whatever I get, I need to get it in a timely manner. I need to have it in time to practice with it, sight it in, and be ready well before hunting season begins. And, as with all things, simply buying what might seem simply all that is needed is never enough. For the rifle, for example, I will probably want a good scope. To sight that in, depending on how well this spotting scope I have works, I may need a better spotting scope. I will need plenty of ammunition of several varieties to see what works best with my rifle (or if I can find primers by then, start figuring out the best loading tables for my gun, which again would require something else, a decent chronograph). See, it never stops. But that too is the price life, success, and such demand.

And before hunting, I need to finish making plans for my lady friend's visit. The airplane tickets and cabin are just the start, if thankfully, the biggest ticket items. I plan on having several good meals planned. With only three days there, that will probably handle most meals. Though I would like to have one good real breakfast of sausage, eggs, bacon, toast, juice, coffee, and maybe rolls or biscuits. Though the big ticket items should be covered in September or October, the little details of food and an outgoing hotel room remain. I am trying to make this vacation as seamless as possible for her. Perhaps she can just enjoy a little quiet time. Oh, and I do have a few small stocking-stuffers in mind for her.

I also have some planning and actions I must do and take in order to start school in January. I need to order my transcripts from the University of Iowa, Kirkwood Community College, Indian Hills Community College, and Iowa Lakes Community College. Then I need to actually apply, speak with an academic adviser, and then take my enrollment to the local V.A. Vocational Rehabilitation office and have them apply for my records, all in a timely enough way so as to actually be ready for spring. I cannot do it now as the professors and advisers seem to be awol if fairly, and not really until a few months into school so that I am not burdening a newly started school year faculty and staff (bad juju-bees, that). Which, in with the rest, means I will need to do this at about the time I need to go to Colorado and when I get back and need to begin my move. Okay, fine. No one ever said this was going to be easy.

Now, I have a few other pots on the stove, but that should give you an idea of what I have cooking. I really have no idea how I will get it all done, how any of it will come out, or how I got into so many things. I will merely say that what gets done, gets done. I do believe I will do all of it up to the point that I am able. How I will keep track and do right, how does anyone live this complex thing called life? If I keep doing well, as I seem to be, it will simply be done and someday I will wonder at the fact that I worried about it at all. And, probably, regardless of how any of it turns out! Life is magic. So, I try not to worry too much. Between God, family, friends, and myself, it works.

I must admit, I have strongly considered abandoning all that and merely plotting to take over the world. My mandates will be bold and just as foolish as they are bold (and ignored?). My armies will be great (beer drinkers, lazy most other ways). Such is the world of despots. Oh well, perhaps I will have to do something even better, making the first craft to go the speed of light, then go. hehe Ah well, I suppose I must play in my mind or go mad. I just hate it when I am in there playing and someone locks the door. You can go goofy in there. Yes, I ought to just stick to the works in progress.

Good night.