We got up about 8:30 today, did the pet stuff and had breakfast. After that it was a little surfing. Then I started to load up the truck with all of the stuff necessary to go to the club.
Luckily 183 wasn't too jammed up as we drove to the club. In fact it was pretty manageable. The problem was that there was all sorts of lanes coming and going. That made for a lot of jockeying for position. I'm getting a little better horsing the truck around though, so it wasn't too bad.
It had been raining a little bit when we left, but luckily not at the club. It was windy and threatened rain, but it was dry all of the time we were there. We got a cart. I like rich person's shooting.
I shot like shit at first. I was missing shots I should never miss and couldn't figure out why. I tried closing my left eye. Sometimes it helped and sometimes it didn't. That told me it wasn't the real problem. I just kept shooting. Eventually I got a little better. Then it dawned on me that I was shooting behind a lot of targets. That's because they look bigger now that I'm not wearing glasses. So the targets are farther away than my brain thinks they are. I got better once I made the adjustment. I'm going to have to remember that.
When we were finished we took 290 back. We passed a two mile long traffic jam on southbound 183 on the way up. We crossed to the Mopac. It was about 2, but traffic was pretty light and moving at the speed limit or faster. We stopped at Rudy's for lunch. Lucy approved. The lat stop was the post office. We took 290 home because it was completely clear.
I put everything away when we got home and started surfing. I really didn't feel like doing anything. I did take Lucy to the mailbox. She wasn't too bad, but she wasn't good.
Dinner was some frozen stuff. After dinner was TV. I was sick of surfing.
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