I finally made it.

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It was brutal waking up. I think my friend called... many times. And my alarm is still somehow buzzing in my ear. A horrible morning waking up, one nightmares are made of. It was worth it though. The trip was simple. I forgot the map I had printed and so it took me a short bit longer to find the place. I was taken right in without a moments wait, merely needing to sign two sign in sheets, first at the military outpost on the first floor, then in the office.

I forgot to deal with my vocational rehabilitation papers, but there will be time for that. I did get the tax papers. It seems, however, that the county like the state offices are closed on Fridays. The lady working with me, quite a charming woman, tried to call the office to offer me more information, especially after I had told them I was a disabled veteran last year and they told me there was no tax reduction for me. That will be handled Monday. My friend, almost jokingly, suggested he call me again Monday to try and help me get going. I asked if that would be an imposition, and he... I think he likes it. Ha!

On the way home we stopped at a shooters store. He picked up a poncho, and I picked up another one. He asked if I wished for two ponchos, with different colors, so that I might color coordinate, and then laughed. Yeah, he likes jesting. We then went to dinner at one of the best steak houses in the state. No, the prices are not what one might expect. Utah is not a money rich state and this region is less so. What you get here though, I would guess you cannot get in most cities for quality of service, top meats, and the setting. I tried their prime rib. I like the ribeye better, but this was one of the finest prime ribs I have ever had. Often, with prime rib, the au jus is often very artificial or chemical tasting. This had no false taste to it. As promised, I picked up the check.

I did forget to buy a crowbar on the way back through town though. I stopped for tobacco and milk, for which Sassy is much pleased. A quiet ride home and that is that. Who knows, perhaps a bit of work yesterday and the driving today will jog something loose and I can get back to working. Maybe I pushed in the heat and for too long of a period. I really needed a break, several of them, and was able to bulldoze through. I suppose I should not complain. Much like how the Austrian School describes economic boom and bust, we all live under those types of constraints. Some of us more so than others. And, my boom and bust may be much smaller than that of others, but it is within my capacity. A bust was inevitable, as D.C. pointed out. Past due even. That it is not even worse is probably in part due to an expansion of endurance and being in a place that is healthier and saner for me.

Well, that is it. I will probably be crashing before too long. I did well today, no drowsy moments, no real sluggishness even after the meal, but I am feeling it. And, glad for it. Oh, I have not found the stuff for sleep D.C. recommended. The organo place did not carry it. If I can get up and moving tomorrow, I will go into town since I need a crowbar as well anyway, and a few other things. But for tonight, I do not think I will need it.

Later or good night, Caroline.