jduckhunter
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- Namibia, Zimbabwe, USA (PA ,WY,TX,MT,AK,NJ,DE,VA,WV,SD,MA,NC,FL,MD,CA) Canada (QC,NF,ON,NT,NWT,BC), New Zealand
So a little while ago my son walks in the back door and says "what the hell". You see a few days ago my wife moved in with my daughter, my daughter had surgery and won't be allowed to walk for 6 more weeks. She has a 9 month old little boy that isn't content to stay in one place for very long so she'll be needing lots of help. So anyway with the wife out of the house I moved my reloading stuff into the dining room where I can work in comfort and not be too far from the kitchen and the fridge. So when my son walked in there I was measuring powder on the dining room table with AC/DC streaming and blaring in the living room. He hadn't heard yet that I was on my own for a few weeks, after I explained it, it all made perfect sense to him. Although I believe that he thinks I am some kind of a past middle aged delinquent. But I have to tell you at this point I don't much care what anyone thinks, I'm having a blast.
