Made it on time this time.

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To the KoC meeting. The meetings are pretty much business oriented, but with some food. It was my first meeting, of course. I have not, to this point, been a joiner. So the whole dynamic was new to me. Several officers for the club were there, and many of the new members plus a few long time members. We passed several resolutions regarding this or that. I volunteered to take point on recruiting. I also set forth what I had gained from my visit with Father regarding a KoC meal once a month. I had a few ideas but the group had even more that what I had. My simple version was shot down in flames, I took down three more notions regarding the concept, and I was sent back to the drawing board. I will need to speak with Father, again. I sort of feel like a pinball in the machines of old. This won't be a fast process. No worries, you have to learn to do these things. Getting knocked down is the first part of getting back up. There are several gentlemen I will need to contact for a number of things, from recruiting, to several meal projects, to a upcoming state level meeting.

I checked my mail on the way home. It seems I have been overpaying my cellphone to the tune of a month's costs. That doesn't help me a great deal but it does mean next month I get a vacation from paying that. It is a nice little chunk of change too. I will be checking my bills as they come in. I know I could cut some bills a bit, as I seriously overpay (usually somewhere in the range of 400% to 500% over required credit requirements). I might back those off long enough to get a minor nestegg going again.

If I get the home credit back, before long, I will pay off two of the bigger bills and put the rest in savings until I get ready to do something, definitively. I do need to do the research required to know if I should do a small claim court lawsuit or not. Yeah, yeah, I know. But with so many things coming down on my head right now, and pulling lame from time to time, it becomes difficult to stay focused.

I did much of what I wanted, save the cleaning. Tomorrow is free for cleaning until supper, probably around 16:00 to 17:00. Beef chuck roast, mashed potatoes, gravy, and... something else tomorrow. You know, I haven't had "fresh" spinach in some time. My friend won't eat it. His loss. Of course that means a bottle of apple vinegar. I just can't quite do spinach without it. Butter, salt, and pepper doesn't quite cut it. That works for brussels sprouts and cabbage, but not for leafy greens, not for me anyway. Kale would be okay, but I think I need to work back up to that. So, fresh steamed spinach will do nicely. We don't do desserts, either. No room by that time. And I have some beer. Both of us enjoy a bottle or two with dinner or before. If nothing else at least I have enough food for the month, mostly. If I just eat... a... little... slower. Ha!

I still don't hurt from that fall. Every bit of my 280 pounds came right down on the edge of that left butt bone blade. I was absolutely sure that was going to hurt. Bah, I can't beg for sympathy, more so since I must have just looked silly. Flying through the air with the greatest of ease. It's good to know my bones, and even meat, are still in good stead though. Crazy.

Good night.