I have the week off this week, with no one big thing I’ve been thinking of doing.
I have a list of stuff I need to get done, all of it minor. It started with a doable three tasks or so, and now it’s up to a dozen, at least. But today is bitter and windy, so I won’t be doing much of anything outside. I’ll size things up this afternoon, but if it doesn’t crack much above 40, I won’t be riding at all. Pity, I look forward to bike rides through the park and the woods.
Just isn’t worth it at my age.
It’s nearly noon as I write this and I’m still farting around. I need to head to Home Depot for a few things, drop the watch off for a battery, and get outside in the freezing temps and put the new drain pump on the washer I left on the patio.
Then clean up. It’s a mess around here.
I’m usually at the Girl’s most weekends, so I don’t get the chance to do any deep cleaning and sorting around here. Not to mention it’s time to rake and bag the last few leaves that are piled here and there on the lawn.
Tomorrow, I’ll be shooting, for sure. Gotta try out the new pimp gun:
I got it online and had it shipped to the range. I thought it was supposed to be more of a dull stainless, but it appears to be pimp plated. There were two like this, but this one is ported. It’s a Charter Arms, like my .44 bulldog. I like that one so much, I got this one. Why? Because I can easily get ammo for it.
I’ll do a full report.
Inspected By Pat 