I'm a tired puppy.
This morning I had the fun of teaching a totally new shooter. We met at the local indoor range where I'm a member and began with the four rules. Moved on to foundational pistol shooting (Grip, sights, trigger).
Within an hour she went from being all over the place and nervous to 'Nine ring queen' and having a ball.
After another range date or two, I'll help her decide on her own first pistol. At the moment she's ga-ga over my 4" S&W model 10. She has taste but that one is MINE.
I came home to the job of planting peas and assembling the new planting bed.
96 fasteners and not a single blessed one is tight. I needed them loose to get all the holes lined up during construction.
That's when I hit the wall and had to just stop. I'll crash tomorrow while it rains all day, and Friday I'll tighten everything and get it in its final resting place.
Then will begin the fun of gathering 128 cubic feet of bio-mass (yard-waste) and garden soil. That may take a month or two at my speed.
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