More things done and more things yet.

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Along with some changes in how and what I comment at most places, I am trying to keep my posts shorter. It makes it easier to read and more specific for comments. Huh? Do not ask me. Though I am in a much better mood. I took a ride.

I really did. My ex-neighbor called today. We chatted a bit. But, I do not like phone conversations. That is a girl thing or something. So, I just suggested we get out and do something. I had asked about shooting but he said he did not have winter boots. So, when I get there, I suggest we go to Wal-Mart. He knows of another place, so we go there. He is now in winter boots. We then went to a late lunch, dinner really. Angie's again. I had the beef on toast, with mashed potatoes and gravy, again. Hey, I get steak more often than food made the way my Mom made it, and the girls are pretty and nice. Then, as I mentioned, we took a drive up Logan Canyon. I wanted to see how bad it was at one of our shooting spots, see the snow in the mountains, check out the trees and beyond as the leaves have retired. And, a little further to the outlook area where one may view Bear Lake. It is a fantastic view, one which really makes me want to get my camera, or the one I have, up and working.

My new place should be open. I have not checked but will be over soon. It would be nice to begin moving in and doing laundry right from the start. The nice thing with a personal washer and dryer is that I can do small specialty loads, such as my wool socks, and not worry about the extra money or time it will take. I have special soaps for my wools, silks, and some other technical fabrics and I like to do those to keep them in shape longer. I doubt if the computer will go over tonight, I probably will not even stay there other than to begin laundry. Shirts, then shorts (the dark ones, bleach use is the last load), then socks, then whatever the heck seems to fit.

Not bad. A good day. A simple day. But I got out of the house and I think my neighbor might, now, call more often to go shooting. I may have a decent pair of gloves somewhere, that is the only thing I really want, perhaps need, if I cannot find a pair. It is nice and cool, snow on the mountains is wonderful, I really need to get out there more. Even if the snow goes, this is my time of year. Yeah? Maybe I will party like it is 1999 (if also as if I was 95). Who says a party must be big? Maybe 2 to 4 beers, a shot of scotch in soda water to mellow the event, and a pillow fight with myself that I cannot win. Hmm, here is where having a wife might be nice. Even if she finally gets in the mood and I need an aspirin. Ha! Funny how that all works, innit?