That went well.

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I showed up perhaps a bit before 9:00.  The guys cooking were already at it but there were seemingly a dozen or so in the small kitchen.  Looking around I noticed that tables and chairs were being arranged, so I just jumped in like I knew what I was doing.  There were two of us.  Another fellow came along shortly who had a better plan and so we did that.  The rest of the time I was there was just trying to actually be doing something, avoiding others who were doing something, and taking work orders when those arrived, until the meal began.  Then I was, for the most part, just a server, ham cutter, and such.  After, I had a bite to eat, then helped with a bit of cleanup, and processed then chopped four heads of garlic.  The next group would be arriving soon but there was little I could do.  It wasn't my legs, arms, or even being tired, it was my back.  That is the longest I have been on my feet in...  No, I mean...  I have no idea?  Since the Navy?  Close to it.  I let a few of them know I was going, then I headed out.  I was a little disappointed that I wasn't going to ride the thing to the end.  I really had hoped to do that.  In truth, I ended up staying longer than I thought might be the case.  I did what I could. 

I am hoping, as these things come up, that I can become more a part of them.  I enjoyed doing it.  I don't mind a little or lot of work.  I will do what I can for as long as I can.  Just so long as it is understood that when I have to go it isn't really a choice.  It is nice to see the guys, and serving the public means meeting women.  On the service side, it simply is good to get out and do something that ends up meaning something.  Who knows, maybe I can learn to handle a bit more.

You know, actually, that is three days in a row where I have gotten some serious (for me) work in.  I am not planning on anything tomorrow.  Not because I will do nothing, simply that usually by the third day, when I hit the accelerator I about get my ankle broke from the kickback of a dead horse, somehow.  Take that analogy and smoke it!  But, if I can keep this run going, I will get to work.  Today?  No.  I will try to stay awake as late into the afternoon as possible.  Mostly I am going to just tinker, read, whatever.  My goal is 17:00, but if I can somehow push it to 19:00 I will.  I won't try to push it later, it doesn't work well.

Later or good... afternoon... in a good night sort of way.