However I'm not the one shooting, it's Geoana. She (and the rest of the team) just wrapped up their third out-of-town competition in eastern Kansas. At least for our drive home this time the weather was benign, just some rain and nothing else.
We're all a bit tired and run-down as you might expect. I have both extremes of thoughts/emotions right now, glad it's over but a bit dysphoric that our next venture won't happen until early July. I'm sure a return to my routine beginning tomorrow will set things right.
One member of the team had something, not sure if it's the cold or the flu. He didn't shoot as well as usual but the team still came in second place overall (there were 16 teams competing). Then this morning we heard his father was up all night with an ailment I won't describe here.
This evening I don't feel all that great myself. Just gotta keep convincing myself it is the result of fatigue and travel and nothing else. Yeah, that's it.
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Starting about a week and a half ago our house (and our town, and our geographic area) was invaded by "miller" moths. Same thing happened about this time last year. Those creatures are everywhere. And there's a whole lotta them. Last weekend I could swear they were multiplying as fast as tribbles.
A week ago Sunday I got out my Shop-Vac and in the course of vacuuming up the dead ones I put on the extensions and sucked a few of the living ones in as well. (All the while reminding myself I don't believe in the philosophy of ahimsa.) Today it finally seems they are under control. There were a few lingerers when we got home this afternoon and I turned the flyswatter on them, which wasn't a difficult task as they were obviously circling the drain anyway. Nothing like keeping the house closed up for a few days to kill those little annoyances. Still, I'd rather deal with them then cockroaches or scorpions.
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