A blah day.

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Gloomy, or so it seems.  Dark, but a rather bright form of it somehow.  I just pulled the curtains a bit.  A lot brighter than it seemed, and yet truly overcast.  A bit cool, too, compared to yesterday.  Neither of those is the real thing.  I realized this morning, as I was taking medicine, that I am increasing the load.  Just a bit, and stretched out over a month.  A bit more, adding every fourth morning this two-week pillbox, every three days next.  Going slow is, when starting up, the best way.  Well... best?  Least painful.  I think it is knocking the wind out of me.  The weather and temps just tag along for the ride, but add to the effort.  I have decided what I will do, and will do so.  I suppose there is simply a price.

All good though.  Really, I had hoped to get to something today, out and about.  But it won't happen.  Next Saturday.  I was pretty sure I couldn't quite get everything arranged and I was right.  I did, however, give it a go.  Some of it, even most of it, was done.  Just one little, but vital, piece was missing in the equation.  I am pretty sure I can keep the rest of it together well enough for next week, and finish the last aspect to my satisfaction. 

I have a few other things I plan to be doing this week as well.  I am hoping the weather clears up enough so that my friend might be inclined to go shooting.  I need to order medications, call about my automobile... check on a refund check and get the title transferred.  As well, I need to get the tires rotated and oil changed, plus a general checkup.  And, of course, I need to prep for a trip.  It shouldn't be a great difficulty, not as a third time.  I did order a larger cooler.  I may test that just a bit.  I also need to purchase a few things, and get my kilt ready. 

I need to start pushing, so I am not quite so stuffy next time I go camping for a bit.  There are a few tricks I can use, though.  And they may be used, or not.  Push, pull, work at it.  I ought to get my pack geared up, just for hiking, and get out a time or dozen.  Perhaps hike the river I plan to fish, looking things over, talking to any who might be willing, and getting those legs and lungs going.  With the fishing hat in, I should have enough shade.  Yes... yes... I think I will.  Every other day, rain or shine, I'll be getting out until a few days before the trip.  Desert Cat is probably thinking I'm all talk.  Which... I can be.  But there can be fire where there is smoke, even to me.  I just have to push up front a bit, then see a need... or want.  *wink*  Dames are dangerous game, don't you know.

Later.