Moving too slow!

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I thought I had it in my grasp, but time slipped away and before I realized it, it was too late for Mass. Hey, it will happen. I am doing what I can. While I continued to sit, time again slipped. My friend called to see if I was awake. Yes, I told him, but with a bad case of turtlitis. I did finally get everything done, checking the mail and giving him a call on my way in. I wanted to eat first, but he knew of a place close by which would carry the bolts I needed. Then a stop for lunch/dinner, as both of us were hungry. I stopped at a sporting goods place but they didn't carry the part I needed. At least I have the nuts, bolts, and such. Then I took my friend shopping. I had to lift him and the chair, as one of the places didn't really have a handicapped incline to get up the the sidewalk. I think I surprised him. His weight and the chair came up like an elevator, or that is how he called it. Boy can I move too. He must feel like he is flying. Oh, but I do try to be careful. Wee! I told him that while I am not 350 horsepower, I hope he enjoyed. He suggested that while I might not be 350 horsepower, I am not far off. :) And he does enjoy it.

It is too late, too dark, to work on the Xterra. I will do, or begin, that tomorrow. Being a weekend I am not going to labor intensively. While I see that I cannot tolerate pure downtime, I do want to be easier and gentler in forcing issues. I need to find a moderate tempo for the weekends. Enough work to break a sweat, not enough to truly burn much energy. Mass will need to be had Saturday and Sunday this week, to make up for missing today. As I said, three times a week is my goal and I mean to keep it. Ugh, 10:00 though? Yep, up, showered, groomed, dressed, with my routine done, and in time to drive, so that means a real 8:00 wakeup so I have a bit of time to maybe eat and actually pull myself together before anything else. That'll learn me! Then again, I did want to go to Mass on Sunday at least a few times a month, more if I can as I see it as more official. All good.

I looked over my Catholic Singles files. Far too many 44 year old women, or older, are interested. That can't happen. I am thinking of changing my profile a bit. I would rather have zero "hits" than a bunch that won't work. Having children is key to any type of relationship. I keep looking over other profiles. To be honest, if the woman is from a big city (or even California), I won't bother. Further, while I profile for politics, if I see a woman who thinks she is conservative but consumes organic or is vegan, I cross her off the list. Both of those are forms of other religions. She probably is into yoga too. Nope, won't work. I have to be picky, I have seen what not being picky will do. Now, I do understand, when a woman says she is conservative, that can mean (to her mind) that being a Democrat is fine. Most women are as good with understanding politics as they are with sword or gun play. I know that, just being a woman, means she is liberal. A conservative woman, for the most part, is a shy liberal man, politically. Be honest ladies. Well, single women. Once a woman has some children, and if she has ever seen some wealth, things can change quickly with regards to politics and the understanding of what invasive policies and politicians mean. But single women? Don't know, don't care, it's all about how she feels, meaning... liberal. Bah! If God didn't call me to marry just as He called me to the Church... Never mind, His will, not mine. Bah!

*laughs* Don't... take it all too seriously. Just... don't laugh it all off. But do laugh, damn you! It is hilarious. A gas. And, even though the joke seems to be on me no matter how it goes down... I still enjoy the heck out of it.

Later.