While wandering throug the forest, I actually saw the trees!

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This morning, as I was waiting for the right time to get ready for Church, I kept thinking foolish thoughts. Like, 'I have two hours, how about cooking some breakfast?', or, 'I have an hour before Church starts, perhaps I can get on that shower stuff in an half hour?'. No, no, no, no, no! I dodged those bullets. Even so, I barely made it to Church on time. I made it before Mass even started, by a good five to ten minutes! I know there is something about horseshoes and hand grenades, if in this case it would require a holy hand grenade. Never mind.

Something I realized, when I got in my pew, put the knew rest down, and kneeled for my settling in prayer before Mass. Even with a two year hiatus from Church attendance, and despite my fears otherwise, kneeling is no difficulty now at all. In Iowa City I was in such bad shape that, even after missing Church for a month or two, going back in to Mass it would take a month to get used to kneeling again. No back pains, no knee pains, no cramps, nothing. I would sweet bullets when I would kneel in church for nearly that whole month while I was regaining my kneeling skills. Literally, it hurt enough that I would sweet out. I almost passed out a time or two. Further, now, on these medicines and in Utah, I have been going regularly for... five, six... eight? weeks now? I did miss one Sabbath service. Last weekend I think. I had hoped to make it to the one in town and it wasn't operating. I was there, on time, but no one else was there. Still, a very good run for me, and throw in many week day masses to boot.

After Church I did make it in to several stores, filled my gas tank and washed the X. It is an absolutely beautiful day, and dry. I had to take the opportunity afforded me. Who knows how long before the next opportunity and conflux of events would see me to being able to reasonably, safely, wisely, washing her. I picked up a number of foods for small meals. Not too much food, I am going to have to become practiced at small meals again. I also added to my mid and long term larders. Just a bit for now. I need to see where my money is coming and going before I mess with too much more. I will speak with the missionaries and see about getting some assistance with learning to store food, and hands on advice, somewhere after the third of next month. I will draw up a plan this month and be ready. I might even, by then, have more of what I need purchased. There will be room for improvement on my plan, and there are things I just... can't quite do, don't know how to do, don't trust myself to do unsupervised, at least yet. I aim to fix that. And, I will probably be buying bits and pieces throughout the month. I have two thirds of the tp I want, for now. I have 72 rolls in long term, I plan to get another 36 pack. And for typical use, I have 36 rolls for short to medium term. At least with no women folk to attend, 106 rolls, plus my 36 standard rolls, will last me, personally, well over a year. I definitely need to get cans of tuna too. I truly can eat that for a long time. Canned chicken is pretty wretched, but I might lay some of that up anyway. And then maybe assorted canned vegetables and such for medium term use will go in throughout the month, as well as sweeteners. The rest will wait for next payday.

Odd, but I have been freezing in my home lately. So I had the furnace up. When I returned from shopping and Mass though I almost felt like I was cooking when I came indoors. I need to be more active again. Working on that. Yes, today is a rambling day for the blog. I needed it to help keep me up, then get me going.

I am enjoying my new year. You?