you go to do to pick up something and it is just NOT THERE?!
i had 2 gallon sized coffee cans with a .308 brass i was too lazy to deal with, even begged gerry recently to find me some - so finally got over my lazy ass, went to the reloading room, got under the shelf where it was, and it is just NOT f#cking there. looked in the garage - not there. nowhere. what the actual f#ck. i am like loosing my marbles, or it is an early dementia, if that is how it is going to be.
no one to blame for it, as no one dares to get to this cursed basement of mine with powder and shit. wife hates it and only gives me hard time over powder not locked up. she would not touch it.
so the only explanation would be for me to throw it away, somehow, and i have no such memory, at all, plus WHY would i do that? but it is nowhere to be found, and it is infuriating.
my living space is small, so, no way just to 'misplace' a stuff like that. and i did not shoot .308 much, so it was not in the rotation. it is just fecking something else, dunno where to displace my anger other than to go bang my stupid head at the wall somewhere.
grr.
i had 2 gallon sized coffee cans with a .308 brass i was too lazy to deal with, even begged gerry recently to find me some - so finally got over my lazy ass, went to the reloading room, got under the shelf where it was, and it is just NOT f#cking there. looked in the garage - not there. nowhere. what the actual f#ck. i am like loosing my marbles, or it is an early dementia, if that is how it is going to be.
no one to blame for it, as no one dares to get to this cursed basement of mine with powder and shit. wife hates it and only gives me hard time over powder not locked up. she would not touch it.
so the only explanation would be for me to throw it away, somehow, and i have no such memory, at all, plus WHY would i do that? but it is nowhere to be found, and it is infuriating.
my living space is small, so, no way just to 'misplace' a stuff like that. and i did not shoot .308 much, so it was not in the rotation. it is just fecking something else, dunno where to displace my anger other than to go bang my stupid head at the wall somewhere.
grr.