Priorities

Over the past few years, several friends who don’t hunt have told me that this time of year I have my priorities messed up. I tend to ignore those kinds of comments and go on my own way to my treestand. Being 21, single, living on my own and on unemployment, I pretty much get to make my own rules. But, yesterday when I was sitting in my treestand, I thought about it...

In the morning, I woke up at 5:30, got dressed, and left for the treestand. About 8:30 I got down and returned to my house for coffee and to change clothes. Then, passing by the insurance and rent paperwork that was all due next week, I went to the store to get new batteries for my trail camera, then stopped at the sport shop to pick up wax for my bow strings.

Mid-morning I decided I should start a new bait pile up behind my house so that I would have more than one option for late season shotgun, and look for a new spot for my ground blind…deciding to put off doing laundry for another day.

Returning to my house, I got something to eat and then decided to shoot my bow, then tried to get my trail camera to work, turned down a lunch invitation and an invitation to a party since I would be hunting, double checked my batteries for my video camera and found a warmer pair of snow boots for my afternoon hunt.

I then remembered my shotgun was still in my truck from last week, so brought that in to wipe down and leave in my apartment until Wednesday when shotgun opened back up.

Then, last minute double check to make sure I had everything I needed for the afternoon muzzleloader hunt, make sure I had bait to put out, and I headed back to the treestand.

That night after hunting, I returned home to dirty dishes in the sink, laundry that needed to be done, 3 unanswered phone calls, 2 annoyed voicemails,  and paperwork that needed to be filled out that night.

 

I still don’t think my priorities are messed up.