What next?

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Yeah, yeah, I got the windows, and the letter and check out. All good. I even made my bed, finally, while I was getting redressed for daily daily, out of Church wear. Since I couldn't remember if I had done my daily exercises, I did those too. Better safe than sorry and I do mean to do those. But today is murder. Everything I do is taking a huge tole. No worries, some days are like this, some are easy. I don't really care which it is, or even if I get everything done that I planned. As long as I do my best, get some majority of what I had planned (or take care of what seemed like a small easy problem but turns into a monster). There, for me, really, now, truly is tomorrow. But I have things planned for tomorrow so I don't want to miss today. Just... it is there, I do believe I will get on it as soon as possible.

I think the only thing I can do right away is call the V.A. and begin figuring out how to negate the bad mark they put on my file. I have heard back from the man at the conceal carry forum, he has contacted the president of the organization who sits on some important committees regarding this. I am waiting to know more about the V.A. and this state civilian group of organizations before doing a full court political and NRA press on this matter. Something about the least force clause of dealing with situations.

The rest of the calls I will make a bit later in the afternoon. I must assume the men I will be dealing with go to work. As such, they won't be available until later in the day. This also means calls have to be earlier. Trying to avoid supper is tricky too, though I sort of go by the 'call after 16:00 but before 17:00, then not from 17:00 until 19:00, but no later than 21:00 (4:00-5:00, not from 5:00 to 7:00, and from 7:00 to no later to 9:00 (all pm)). Yeah, sort of technical, and given today's world, it might be all wrong. But it is what I have. All that to try and volunteer for some things? Yeah, well, okay. I thought about it though. Without even realizing it, I am already visiting the sick, helping the elderly and infirm, and doing home visits. I just see it as visiting my friend though. It is both, I just never quite, completely, saw it that way.

Well, in spite of falling back to sleep I have certainly gotten most of what I wanted done. Sure I forgot to vacuum the auto, no I didn't do everything as planned, yes I had to push, and shove, and jiggle the world, myself, and my schedule. Of course I am having to stave off exhaustion to get to things. No matter. I am doing it.

Nothing tomorrow. I have a dentist appointment in the afternoon. Thankfully no early driving. I have plenty of time to be up, do my tinkering, have a bit of food, shower, groom and dress, and be there like I knew what I was doing. I am going to look around online today, whenever, and try to find a Church which has a Mass in SLC tomorrow. It would probably be at noon, so I might end up there early. If I think I can make it from Church to the dentist on time. It is sort of fun to visit other Churches, in and out of my faith. But for tomorrow, within.

Later.