Finally.

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I did put my medicine together yesterday and took my first full load.  And my second day on it has started.  I need more aspirin but everything else looks to be in good order.  I will probably call in a resupply of some things... soon.  I could put in at least another two weeks, but... considering how slow I am with things, how often I forget, just best get on that.

A shower then a trip to town.  My friend called to see what I was doing.  Yep, I'll be taking him along.  He just bought new scales.  The cheaper one he bought simply...  When you go dirt cheap on some things it just doesn't pay.  Oh, I know.  I've done it too.  It would get to, say, 4.9 grains... then no matter how fast, slow, or carefuly you loaded, it would never hit 5.0 grains (for example).  It wouldn't show another number until you hit 5.1 or 5.2 grains.  An odd flaw, even for cheap.

So, today, plunger, 25' snake (auger), hair goo, and to the store to speak with a manager for my part.  And then whatever my friend wants, though I would like to be home as quickly as possible.  I want to get that pick going.  And, feeling better, if the pick work doesn't break me, to the darned room.  The medicine, or the confidence the medicine might bring, might just be what was needed.  I'll check my bp in about 15 minutes, then a shower, shave, and into town.  Though spitting out what has been rumbling through my mind for the last month helped a bit too.

Oh, I'm still wrestling with God.  He will need a breather before long.  Heh.  He sure asks hard things of men, gets right personal too.  I had thought that avoiding low hanging fruit and mostly keeping my mind off women as much as possible would... be good enough.  And no matter what you believe, I've passed up nearly a half a dozen... opportunities.  They would only have ever been lovers, which... is exactly what not to do as I believe He sees things.  But just not doing is not enough.  You also have to do the right thing.  And, yes, despite what some psychologist might try to tell you... there is right and there is wrong, there is action and there is inaction which can be one of those.  Right in your business.  That's all I'm saying.  Since I know He reads this blog.  :p  I suppose my question to God come down to, how do I change what I am into what He wants me to be without... oh, say... an aneurism or stroke... or partial lobotomy?  Bah, getting nauseated thinking about it.  I best get going. 

Later.