Roofing material ordered.

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After dinking around, I finally got to it. The price was higher than I would have guessed, though I suppose I had not really received enough information to really get the prices well. I was given prices according to size, and went by those. However, no one seemed to be able to figure out the price sum total. Right at $350 with screws, undersheeting, along with two sheets of plywood, plus delivery. I found tarpaper in the outbuilding, it looks good, so I will use it. I suspect that is precisely what it was meant to be used for in any case. It always hurts a little when the price is in the hundreds and is a surprise. I get grumpy for a short bit, then get over it. I am over it. The goods will all be delivered at once, unless they do something foolish on their end (and I will not pay for two deliveries, period, not for the charges they price). I have 10 days before delivery, time to remove the old and be ready for the new.

I forgot the old grill tank, but I had been meaning to buy new anyway. So, I simply purchased a new full tank and will take the old one in for exchange soon. I bought another 100 .45 bullets and 500 more .22 ammunition as well. Money, money, money, it all costs. I have not been tracking my money well, though I have been keeping it between the lines and mostly in the black. I finally set up my banking accounts in Iowa and Utah so that I can check them online. Between changes in banking, moving, moving, moving, losing one computer, then the other, then having to wipe the first computer to get it to work... Well, losing track on online access, or maintaining it, has been a chore. A chore I could not do. Beyond that, if one does not check into these systems often enough, now, apparently they simply close out the online access which requires a refresh and a restart, using data that can be difficult to find. Anyway, this month is the month to begin getting that all straight. I think?

We did go shooting. Even for back in the hills were we go to shoot, because of the holiday and being a weekend there were large numbers of people up there. Two guys in two different trucks stopped at the same time to give us some jazz about the fact that somebody supposedly started a fire, three years ago, which caused these guys to lose 35 acres of private land which is over the ridge into the next valley. I just listened but honestly, I doubted their story, I did not have a great interest in what they were saying, nor did I like the notion of being harassed. With as many atvs, smokers, campers with campfires, and other shooters, I wonder if they stop and bother every other person in the valley. I doubt if that is why they stopped. I have great doubts that a ricochet which happened to hit a rock would start a blaze. However, I simply listened then promptly returned to shooting the plastic bottles. Sorry, but that is how it goes. What they were doing, really, however, is anyone's guess.

The rest of my shopping for this month is on hold. Until I wrap $350 into my budget and figure out where it stands, no more money will go out. Which is fine, I can begin working on some other things. I need to straighten out the garage, figure some things out in the house, and as this week comes to a close, begin the teardown of the old roof. This will be my first work like this, probably ever. I could use a mask, though a dampened bandanna will have to do. Buckets, water storage, and more tools, pieces, and parts are all on hold until I know more.

I sometimes wonder if what I am doing is folly. Often I know some things are folly, but some folly will be had. It is the price of flesh. How much is too much folly? The building, for example, is in very good shape. It is worth maintaining. Will I ever get to chickens though? If I save a building, even a good one, but never use it, what have I actually done? Is it, in a way, like physics which requires some distance to have been traveled for work to have been done (which excludes round trips) in that if I save something I do not use I have saved nothing? Oh well, the deed is all but done. And yet questions linger.

Well, I may get the tanks changed out, cook the roast I meant to cook yesterday, and do some other work. Or I may hit the calculus tutorials. Or I may just pine about the wonders, worries, and foolishness of life to Sassy. I am just sure she knows the answers. Besides... I LIKE CAKE!

Addendum:

Calculus it was. I went through half of the material on derivatives. The bad, it will always be somewhat complicated to solve these problems. The good, much of the material is still on hand to my mind or only needed a slight nudge to get me off and running. As per MK's suggestion, I may read tonight if all else fails. I will read something interesting, such as my engineering I book. If that is too heavy, or really as soon as I can find it, I will begin on Vox's recent treatise on the subject of economics. It is not that reading texts which require work is a problem, I will be trying to get through that book but when I am and want to be more awake so that I may solve the problems. I could use Vox's fare as such, but probably not at this point. I would have to read it and then do independent studies in a number of fields, statistics and economy at least, and then come back to it as more than just a reader.

Anyway, that is how tonight goes down. I am so HUNGRY though. If I was not so sleepy, I would drive in for another drive through. Well, not all that sleepy, just geared down, I should say.