Hitting the wall and thinking about it.

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My plan was to make it to S.o.Reconciliation today. It didn't happen. Not that I didn't want it to, merely that I could not go at that specific time. I started thinking about it. Why can I go to town, or a few other things, seemingly when I want to? Actually, because I can't. I go when I am able and often describe it as going when I want. I have missed going in to speak with the bike guys at Walmart... for a while now. Even now that I know when they will be there, and I am awake and moving, it just doesn't get done. Oh, I definitely want that tended. So, I may have to, again, call in and try to make contact with the priest.

My phone, out here, sometimes does not connect. People call me and their call neither rings through nor indicates that someone tried to call. And, should they happen to leave a phone message, I don't see an indication for it. I use Verizon, so it's not some fly-by-night company. It isn't a battery thing, either. I maintain that quite well, as of late. Only on days with very many calls might I run a bit low and shut off the phone. But that is a different thing. And, even then, when I turn the phone back on, I see all the information about people who have tried to call and an indicator that messages might be available. I don't know if it is the valley shape, weather, or Verizon having technical problems. I use a, now discontinued, Blackberry flip phone (I hate micro-tablets). Bothersome. This whole world is. No matter how good of a product they produce, they either never get it just right, it is way off, or they get it perfect then screw us for profit or because of politics. *grumble, mumble, and other stuff*

Just... complaining. I can't seem to do much else. God, please, function or death? Then again, His will, not mine.