Tuesday, May 22, 2012
For Christmas my husband installed canned lighting in our kitchen. There were holes (10” square) that had to be patched and primed. Today I finally got around to the priming. (Yes, I know, why rush into it?) I have put it off for so long because I really didn’t want to do it. So, I thought about how I got motivated to paint the bathroom and remembered it was the music. I danced and sang my way through the entire process. So today I pulled out the iPod and selected random oldies thinking it would magically transform my attitude. Not so much…. Hmmm… It was just making me more agitated. What was different? How was I ever going to get this done when I kept telling myself “I can’t do this!” ?
Fortunately, after skipping through the songs to find one I really, really liked, the tempo caught me and pulled me onto the dance floor. Up and down the ladder at least a million times and I didn’t even know it. I spent the day in another world, another lifetime, in a place I rarely visit. I am emotionally exhausted now, but the priming and taping and cleaning is done. Next comes the painting. A necessary evil, but do I have it in me to travel that far back again so soon? I don’t know, but I seriously doubt it.
Tonight when Tim gets home we are heading for the Trap Shooting Club. I can hardly wait! The wind is howling and it’s raining sideways. No worries, we’re going anyway.
UPDATE: What a BLAST!!!! We went to the range and there were only three guys there. One of them was just leaving. Everyone had given up because of the rain. BUT it stopped raining when we got there so we each had a private instructor and the range to ourselves. I hit the first one out of the gate and figured it would be the last one too. But my instructor was so helpful, by the time I was done I had shot 26 shells and hit 13 targets! Woo hoo! I’m still grinning ear to ear. And as far as painting tomorrow, I’m relaxed and ready :)
Sunday, May 20, 2012
This weekend was the Rose City Gun Show at the Portland Expo Center. We have been planning to go for quite some time. I have been hemming and hawing about getting a pistol because the one I fired in my class was so big and scary. I have been pretty discouraged actually. Then my friend Marie, an NRA Instructor in Texas, suggested I start with a .22 instead of a bigger gun. The more I thought about it the better it sounded.
We were advised by friends to shop the gun stores before going to the gun show. So that’s exactly what we did. I thought a double action revolver would be the best type for me because the slide on a semi-automatic intimidates me (plus it is hard for me to operate). The first few guns I tried made it pretty clear a revolver was not for me. I literally could not pull the trigger through both stages. And I really tried.
Next we looked at a few small semi automatics. Either the handles were too short or the slides were too hard to work. The salesman was just filling in because of the gun show and he was so patient with me. He was relaxed and knowledgeable and treated me with respect. It was a really good experience, even though I pinched my hand in a slide and it bled. I was so embarrassed!
I eventually found one I liked, that fit my hand and was not difficult to operate. A Walther P-22. It was more money than I wanted to spend, but I really liked it. We had asked to see the same size gun made by Ruger, but he said they just sold the last one.
He knew we were heading for the gun show and thought maybe they would have one there. No pressure at all to buy from him. It was so nice.
We had one other store that had been recommended to us so we headed there before going out to the Expo. At this second store I found the same type of treatment from the salesman. He was so helpful, patient and kind. And he had the Ruger SR22 I wanted to see. It is the gun I ended up buying.
And I LOVE it!
My husband found a Ruger SR9 that he really wanted. He reasoned that when I move up from the SR22, and get ready to buy a gun to carry, this would be the perfect one. So, we bought two guns for me – and I’m sure that SR9 will be nicely broken in when it finally becomes mine.
Now we have a “date night” every week at the range :) We also found a trap shooting club within 20 minutes of our house. I’m taking my shotgun out on Tuesday to learn a new fun sport!
Maybe next time we’ll make it to the gun show. . .
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