Not a bad day.

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Beside doing laundry and dishes, to where I have them anyway, the last two days, I was also taking care of a little business.  I had to go to town both days.  I didn't write about it because there was a risk.  Some of my readers will hurt me, if they can.  As it turns out, with health issues, medicine troubles, drivers license problems, and all else, I missed getting my tags renewed.  I don't know what kind of fine is involved, on top of late fees I am sure if I didn't notice, but I suspect it is a whopper.  So, I hid what I was doing.

I went to town yesterday, to attempt to get an emission test, a requirement this year.  The shop was too busy.  Set me up for today, but didn't put it in.  I'm almost surprised they got me in today.  I guess since they promised, they went ahead and did it.  Then on to the county offices.  They had a guy in there.  It looks like he was trying to mess me over.  The ladies weren't too keen about something.  I wasn't sure if it was me or him.  After a bit, I suspect it was him.  Eventually I got what I needed and got out of there.  This is the first year I have had problems there, and the first year he has been there.  I hope it is the last.  The ladies are great, sociable at least.  This guy is the type of bureaucrat you don't want to ever have to deal with.  I am not sure he knows it, but I think so.

After that office, over to another.  They, actually, were rather smooth.  It is usually at the tag office that I run into some sort of trouble or other.  Not this time.  Did try to charge me as if I didn't have a veterans discount, but that was cleared up quickly.  I honestly don't think state workers think much of veterans.  It's a monetary thing, and I think for many of them they believe veterans should pay like everyone else.  No better, no worse, as they see it.  Unfair.  Or, that's what I gather.  They aren't alone.  No worries, I'll be dead before they retire.  And when they get none, or very little, of what they have been promised in retirement and Cadillac medical, then we'll... wait... I'll be dead.  I guess we won't talk.

Yeah, so I did get that managed, and without getting a ticket.  I just realized two days ago, that tags were overdue, and just by accident somehow.  I was definitely keeping that a secret though.  Ten to one I would have had a ticket otherwise.

Oh, I did try to call my friend the other day.  Wasn't sure we were still friends.  No answer, or call back, until today.  He has been in the hospital, just got out.  A stroke.  Plus he was very low on blood.  I wonder if the two went together.  We did talk a bit on the phone.  Since I was coming in, I offered to bring that blue cheese and visit.  Couldn't be sure when.  Sometime in the mid-afternoon.  Check.

I was a good boy, too.  I brought him blue, and another friend aged cheddar.  Both were delivered, as it turned out.  I bought a couple of orders of fries.  He hadn't wanted to eat, yet I thought a snack would be good.  No salt, doctor's orders.  Yeah, okay.  Choose which salt you are going to eat.  Indeed.  Still, more fries for me!  I talked a bit.  He is looking a little green about the gills.  I'll have to get him out shooting.  It would be nice if our other friend would go.  He has his own life, and times, and temperament, and ability and inability to go.  None of us is in great shape.  Still...

Yes, I did do all of the dishes, and have washed just about all of the laundry, and folded some of it.  The dishes got a fresh soak when I returned home.  I need to rinse them again tomorrow, dry them, then put them up.  Then hit the laundry.  Maybe Thursday I can get in for some groceries, and to get my friend to dinner if he is up for it, or bring something over and visit.  He is lonely, and a bit cabin feverish.  Don't I know that, on my own score.  And, some shooting before winter closes the thing.  Maybe a run on target shooting.

Yeah... a bit of a story but there ya go.  Later.