Well, I did put in the effort.

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I was just moving too slow.  I was too easily distracted.  So I won't be making it to town today.  I got a shower in, tried on the new pants then dressed, stowed some ammo, then looked at the clock.  Too late.  The places I need to visit will be closed Monday, and I had suggested I would go shooting Tuesday.  I think I will have to postpone the shoot.  I'm in grace period for some things, and I don't like that status.  If nothing else, when I finish with work, I can still take my friend for a meal, then plan to go shooting Wednesday.  It's... what I can do.

The jeans seemed okay.  They haven't been washed, so...  But they seem pretty much what I remember.  The hiking/tactical pants seem a bit fragile.  Now, thinner, sometimes, is nice... for hiking, or even shooting.  I'm not going to say they are what I had hoped, but I will give them a chance.  And they do fit just right.  The ammo cans are wonderful things.  Every shooter I have known has had many of these, for the most part.  It's just one of those things... tradition... but with reason.  They are quite heavy, when filled.  I think, though, that the weight is a part of the appeal.  Weighty things should weigh a lot?  Something like that.

I am a bit worn though.  I suppose a day down isn't a bad thing, even with the weekend coming up.  It will be a split weekend, perhaps, anyway.  Oh, and something Sunday, too, if rather lighter.  Yes, yes, I try to stay on top of these things.  I'm not good at it, but I do try.  Another use of the pumice stone on my feet today, as well.  It'll... take a while.  I have a few spots that are harder than regular stone, and quite built up.  My heels are really smoothing out, but I can tell they are still quite thick.  The palm of one of my feet, and a callus on one toe, along with the heels, will take a dozen hits just to make them feel human again.

Just blathering as I prepare to relax.  I suppose I could make some calls, order some medicine, set up an appointment, and check on another appointment.  Then... rest.  But all dressed up, clean, with new pants, and... a smile.  I don't have anything, other than moving a bit too slowly, to grump about.  And moving too slowly, today, makes perfect sense, so it doesn't due for as a cause to be unhappy.  But having nothing to grump about, itself, might be the cause de celebre for a right proper grump?  When frugal by necessity, let not even a full pot cause one to make waste?  :)  Never mind, though I hope you got that.

Well, yes, on to some phone calls.  Later.

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I love it when a plan comes together.  Right after writing the above, I was on the phone to order medicine when the doorbell rang.  My trip tomorrow is now set.  Checking on that was one of my calls, so all good.  After, I ordered my medicines and am just waking to make an appointment with my g.p., I think.  But it's getting pretty close to closing time, so I'm not sure I will get through.  Tick tock.  Time... where does that stuff go?  I'll bet when you find all those lost socks, keys, and wallets, you will find all of the time that gets lost, here and there!   

Finally.  Got through, set up the appointment, and set.  Fasting blood work is required, and it is an afternoon appointment... so... I might just let myself sleep in just a bit that day.  If at home, I can go without food for great lengths of time.  But when I get out there...  I smell restaurants blocks, sometimes miles, away.  Even seemingly burnt toast smells good, when I haven't eaten.  Yeah, a bit of a sleep in, then on to the appointment.  I told the operator my plan, she liked it... got a chuckle.  All good.