Not bad at all.

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I had to mess with some dishes, then shower, groom, and dress.  Not even an issue.  On to town.  I had a couple of things to keep on my mind on top of the things to do.  Other than what I had to do in town, I needed to send something to my mother, call and let her know, and call the folk who usually feed me on Tuesday at 17:00, to cancel for tonight.  The time was crucial.  It should be early enough that if they planned something in particular, or decided to arrive a bit earlier, that they wouldn't be out or inconvenienced, or avoid cooking something special.  It sounds easy enough, but I had a number of things to do in town on top of it.  Trust me, all that floating in the mind is more than I could have done conscientiously for the last month.  It has been well beyond my ken.  Today was different.

The letter went out right away, so that was no issue.  Then I called to inform my mother.  I sent what she asked and a bit more.  She wanted to do extra work while she is out.  I begged her off that.  More work would kill me!  Still, it would have been easy to forget.  It was too early to call my neighbor, so I had to just go on into town and hope for just the right point in my efforts in which the time was within ten minutes and I was out of traffic.  I really don't like using the phone while driving.  I can, and have, but this was actually a more complex call than arrival time or a yes/no question or such.  It worked out, and I made the call.  I have offered to help this neighbor in a task he has coming up.  The problem is he doesn't know when he will need the help.  I just wanted to remind him that I am available, and really quite up to it at this point.

I called my friend.  He certainly wanted a visit.  Done.  I gave him the manual for the camera I offered him.  We got caught up just a bit, then decided a raid was in order.  I needed tobacco, groceries, and thought about looking at ammunition.  He suggested the world is out of ammunition, so I scrapped that, not wanting to be disappointed.  The rest was on, as well as dinner.  First tobacco, for which I had to go to two different stores.  Next dinner, since I had scrapped an ammo hunt.  Finally groceries and a stop for something that rhymes with rum.  Did I say rhyme?  Never mind.

Finally it was time to deliver him to his abode.  And yet, it has been some time since we have visited.  I didn't care to be rude, with enough hum in hand to relieve an pained elephant, I decided to stop for a sip.  Which, we did.  He started it.  Oh, I had to go a bit short, and stay a little long to have just a pepsi to cleanse the palate, so to speak.  Pepsi isn't my preferred.  Yet I have found if you hum it, it isn't all that bad.  As well, I sort of set up a shoot for some time later in the week.  Between weather and the neighborly task and swimming if I can do that... everything is up in the air.  Then again, for whatever reason, when isn't life airborne?

Safely and happily back home I brought in the goods.  Not wanting to let it quite die there, I decided to load up my dumbbells.  With 105 pounds each, plus whatever the dumbbells themselves weigh (I don't include that because I can never remember), I brought the little systems into the cave.  Ugh?  Urhm, no, how about bithch!  Dem's weret heavy.  I'll... definitely readjust downward.  I'm not quite up to that at the moment, and will probably never use that much weight on the ball in any case.  Still, one has to aim high, innit?  Shush.  I suspect starting with 30-40 pounds will be quite enough, if not, then 20.  Difficult to know.  When I am just sitting here, not paying attention, it is amazing what I can do.  Even when I am blind, cold, and stupid.  If I can have it right there, I simply don't even notice.  Actually more when fully numb.  We will see.

What a day!  I am definitely looking forward to tomorrow.  Good night.