My uncle Ron was recently diagnosed with squamous cell carcinoma, which is one of the many types of cancers. Ron is a big part of my life. My cousin set up a GoFundMe.
It’s 4 degrees out there right now, but I barely noticed. When I came in, I had a hard time getting my boots off because the laces were frozen.
I haven’t been active on my website, Facebook or JAD in the last couple months. For reasons l will not disclose, I felt a need to step away from everything. But, I’m starting to get word about things that are happening and I need to get back in touch with people.
I have been getting a lot of work done. Currently, I’m juggling three different projects and making progress. Also, a few days ago, I shot my third deer. Another doe. I’ll probably tell the story about that after I get the meat from the butcher. I promise, it’s different from the last two successful hunting stories I shared.
Up until recently, the hardware store was owned by Dave, my firearms dealer. I had gotten to know Dave and I was familiar with his staff. When I’d go in to buy my hunting license, it was a quick, easy process. They knew what they were doing and they knew what I was asking for.
But Dave recently sold the store. The store is still in business, but it’s a different owner and a different staff. Today was my first time back in there since Dave moved out.
It was a very awkward and slow process. But finally they got the right hunting license printed up. I hope so, anyway.
Then, when I was paying, it took the guy a long time to work out everything on the register before he could slide my card through.
Well, I’ll be forgiving. I don’t know how long it has been since the new owner and staff took over. Maybe they’re still getting the feel for things. I might be the first person who came in to buy hunting license since they took over. Maybe next time it’ll be easier going.
I just found this in my mailbox. It’s one of those slips that the mail carrier leaves when the person sending you something didn’t purchase the right amount of postage. So, it falls on you to pay the postage “before” the mail carrier will leave the package.
I don’t know what this is. Everything I was expecting has already arrived. So, this isn’t something I ordered.
All I can think is, I have a lot of short stories on the market this year. Several of the markets I submitted to are “pay on publication”, which means they pay you when they publish your story. I think sometimes such markets send the payment along with the issue your story is published in without contacting you first to let you know you’re in.
But I don’t know that for sure and I’m reluctant to pay $1.35 for something to be delivered when I don’t know what it is.
Yeah, the heat wave is over. Today was much cooler, it also rained earlier. I did some yard work. Will try to do a little yard work every day, to keep up with the leaves.
There’s a cold night breeze coming through my window here. It’s nice.
It’s been so bloody hot. I decided I won’t be doing any yard work until I feel cool air. I don’t know what the temperatures were today, didn’t check, but it felt hot. Been burning up all day.
It says tomorrow will be 74 degrees. I hope that actually means it’s going to feel like 74 degrees, but I expect there’ll still be heat. Right now, because it’s night time, it’s 65 degrees, but it feels like fucking 100.
I’m thinking, we might not truly be out of this shit until Friday night. By then, I’ll look like a burnt piece of toast.