Got some shelves built today to help get the piles of junk out of the back storage area. I was going to build more but was running out of time and the generator fouled a plug before I had the chance to get started on the others. Otherwise it was a beautiful day today (probably mid to high 70s) and just the right breeze to really make it nice. The day in general didn't go too hot though. Seems like this was one of those days when I should have just stayed in bed. I spent most of the day screwing up rather than actually doing much good. As I said the generator was giving trouble then the charger I built died twice and then wouldn't start after it died the second time. The filter in the old Harley tank is plugged again. Now it looks like a good bit of time will be spent squaring those two away before I get much else done tomorrow.
Then comes the MULE! My uncle mentioned keeping a shotgun by the door for taking care of prowlers which I seem to be having a problem with lately. (The coyote type). Anyway I hadn't shot my old riot shotgun for several years so decided to test fire it. I'd forgotten how bad the recoil on this thing was and instead of shooting it from the hip like I've always done I held it about 8 inches in front of me and pulled the trigger knowing I could absorbe the recoil ok. Didn't happen! The pistol grip hit me in the chest just to the right of my spleen and felt like I got kicked by a mule. My chest is still giving me hell. Did I say I should have stayed in bed today? Maybe tomorrow will be better?