I haven't been on as much lately due to starting fire academy (I feel like I constantly have my nose in a book), but try to stop by in the evenings to at least browse through some of the posts. It's been a rough month. I have been trying to get back in shape and things are going ok with that; I've lost about 10 lbs so far but have about another 20 I would like to lose. Finances have also been tight. I shelled out a grand for my academy, my son's doctor wants to get him into speech therapy, and I am going to have to replace my roof in the very near future. I am also down to 7 briars due to a broken stem on my Mauro Armellini, but I've already hinted to the wife I want it sent to Walker Briar Works for Christmas. All this has been on my mind, but I try not to worry about it to much. Nothing to do but keep on keeping on, and keep the good things in view. The worst part was that yesterday I had to shoot my 3 year old's cat. Gunner was my son's "Buddie". The cat followed him everywhere and slept in his room. The cat had the "wet" form of Feline Infectious Peritonitis and had at most a week of pain left before it died. I am glad my son isn't old enough to understand what happened, but it is still sad because he misses it. He came up to me today and asked "Where Buddy?".
Anyway I know in the grand scheme of things I don't have it bad, and I'm not looking for sympathy. Like the title says I'm just trying to vent, and I can't think of a better way than to talk with the great group on this forum.
Anyway I know in the grand scheme of things I don't have it bad, and I'm not looking for sympathy. Like the title says I'm just trying to vent, and I can't think of a better way than to talk with the great group on this forum.