Dishes and laundry.

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Bleh. The laundry is fine, I don't wear my clothes into the ground before putting them in for washing. But the dishes are pretty gnarly. A wash, then set to soak again for a final wash, I am hoping that will handle the mess well enough. I am hoping to get two or three loads of laundry and perhaps three loads of dishes completely done. Perhaps I will finish what of those tasks beyond that remains tomorrow, before I go out shooting. It is so easy, but still on the beat-up side of things I can see where I can't always get to the chores. Especially when I have appointments, miss medicine, or push things in other ways.

Ah, I also got online with utahconcealcarry. I introduced myself and asked a question. I am wondering if other vets who have to drive to SLC or Ogden might know of a place to put sidearms so we don't have to travel unarmed. It doesn't matter if you have a conceal carry permit, you simply can't take firearms, even in your vehicle, onto federal land. Yeah, I know some guys will just take them and stow them, some will even carry right in. I won't, not even the least of those. It is far too much hassle. I heard about a guy in I.C. who did that, I sort of knew him to (didn't like him, libtard, hard). He got more messed up over that deal than I care to discuss. And it had nothing to do with it being a liberal city. It's all federal and all nasty.

Well, a glass of wine is in the offing tonight. I am liking this wine. One glass, mind you. And I will stick to it. I WANT more. I really do. Especially since I like it. Too funny, I picked it up based on ratings and price. I didn't really look at the names. This one is St. Michael. Go figure. Some things... just work out that way.

Just writing to write. And to say I am moving forward again.