Nothing fancy.

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But I did get to town. If nothing else, I did not want to just sit around mumbling about health issues. I could not get a list going. No matter, I will have to be in town again anyway. I can't quite push to stop at every place I want or need to stop in one visit. I simply have to do things piecemeal.

I stopped at the tobacco outlet and took care of my needs. I wanted to do that on my return from SLC but the ER visit saw me back in town too late. I then picked up medium for my case cleaner, both varieties were to be had so I should be good there. I stopped at Lowe's and Home Depot looking for a water hammer arrester, neither store carried what I need. I was so sure those could be found locally that I did not bother to order those. With the washer arriving tomorrow, I will see if that is needed or not I guess. I simply hate not being sure. I wanted to stop at a few more places but I was simply done. A meal to go, so I could take my potassium at least for today, and then back home.

I called my friend on my way into town but he did not answer. He called shortly after I returned home. Because I do not know when the washer will be arriving, other than sometime between 8:00 and 12:00, I will have to reschedule tomorrow's appointment in Ogden to Monday. So, I went ahead and asked if he wanted to go shooting tomorrow afternoon. It seems like that is the plan for now. I will check a couple of the local hardware stores for the water hammer arresters on my way out of the house, if they are called for.

Now, I need to clear some of my tools from the entrance and then boxes in the back room so that the path for the washer is easy. I am also hoping to set up the reloader tonight. One of those jobs is a must, the other is a want. I would also like to clean up the kitchen but I think that is pushing things. I will be lucky to get the first of those things done, and it will be a miracle to get the loader put together. The dishes are... well... they will be there always. Christ mentioned that the poor will always be with us, he never mentioned that the dishes will be also. Fie!

I tried to get more sleep this morning by using couch cushions and my pillows. That did not work out well. My chest was already sore from fighting for breath or something and my lungs had filled with fluid by that time. I am going to try to sleep elevated all night tonight and see if that helps at all. I have had the windows open most of the afternoon. While I wondered if air quality in the house was a problem, being that getting out into fresh air for hours doesn't help lends to the notion that it is not the air. Still, it is always good to have fresh air in the place. Yes indeed.

In spite of what I am doing, I have to admit, I feel much more like sleeping. Every hour up and moving is a challenge, more so than usual. It has always baffled me, but I seem to work better when sick or wounded. It is like I am trying to prove that being sick or wounded won't keep me down in spite of being disabled to begin with? Don't ask, I don't understand myself. Hmm, maybe I should find something that would make me sick all of the time? No, that would eventually just be another permanent lead filled saddle bag added to the others.

Anyway, later or good night.