Well, look at that.

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It took forever, it seemed.  I wasn't sure I would get out.  Even being up earlier, I was running poorly.  A shower went in, but not until right as I was pushing to get in.  I stopped at three stores, to get some of the silly stuff out of the way.  Then, after I finished those, I called my friend.  His sister got him out shopping today, so he didn't need to go.  I asked if he would rather just wait until Thursday, and try to go shooting in the morning.  It'll get up to 96 that day, or so.  So it's either morning or scratch.  I'll be working at getting up an going a little better tomorrow and Thursday.  I'd like to head in around 8:30.  That'll mean a 9:30 shoot, basically. 

I stocked up enough for two to three months of my basics.  Tobacco, cat food, coffee, topped off my tp for another six months, and bought some other stuff.  I still need potatoes and cabbage to make sides for the cookout.  Of course, I found stakes for the hoses.  I went with the plastic.  These seem better than the ones I saw last year.  Or, upon closer inspection, it looks as if they will do.  All good, all good.

I am yet hoping to get the hoses staked down tonight.  Tomorrow the plants will go in the ground, the lines will be flushed, the drip heads will be installed, and I will set up the timer, but run it an hour right away and sort of check it every quarter hour.  I doubt if I will get anything, but... that's only half of the point.  If this manages weeds, along with some minor effort on my part, I'll be good to go for next year.  If not I will need to consider mesh mats or something.  Heck of a deal.  Slowly putting things together.  But... it's actually almost looking like I am almost doing something.  Five-toed sloth?  Yeah, but not by choice and I'm working on it.

I'm still feeling a bit zapped.  I don't really care, as long as I can work through it.  And I am.  So, for now... who cares.  Final product comes first, process next, and style when I can fit that in.  And I am getting some product.  Later.