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Another qualifying day at the range, under perfect weather. I shot what appears to have become my post-training average. I know I'd do better if I'd simply practice more. I wouldn't necessarily have to go to a range; I could try dry-firing like my brother-in-law advised. At least I felt relaxed; that is, apart from the blood rush that comes from doing something that counts. And the loud banging noises.
We bid on "permanent" schedules that will last us until the end of the year. I got my second choice (of five). My day will be flip-flopped. But I do like the people on it. Surprisingly, I've heard less kvetching about the permanent schedule than I do about the schedule most weeks.
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We celebrated Mom's birthday yesterday. I orchestrated it for the first time. I found the Hercule Poirot DVDs she mentioned, went shopping for steaks to grill (not cheap!), and coordinated the arrival of my siblings and grandma. Mom was pleased and I could see it.
S [9:18 PM]
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