Waiting for the Soybeans

My home is surrounded by a 200 acre farm that belongs to my father. Currently, the fields around us are loaded with soybeans, which Dad says will be harvested in late October or early November.

As soon as those beans are gone, Hubby and I plan to get a babysitter so we can go out to the hills and target shoot. At this point, there are a few firearms in our home that I've never fired. That's a big no-no. Every capable person should know how to handle every weapon in a house.

I'll be honest. I'm a lousy shot. My firearm experience is limited. In addition, my eyesight isn't the best. I've never concerned myself with this too much, as my reasoning for a gun has always been personal protection. If I open fire someday, the bad guy is probably going to be 15 feet from me. At that distance, I am pretty sure I can turn his torso into swiss cheese despite my eyesight.

(Side note: One year for Valentine's Day Hubby gave me a shotgun. The following year for our anniversary he gave me a .38 S&W. Gotta love a man like that.)

But as I've become more concerned with shit+fan, I've realized that it's important for me to boost my firearm skills. Whether I need a weapon for home defense or personal protection or hunting game (in which case we'll probably all starve), it just makes sense to be proficient with the weapons we own.

Also, I plan to get my concealed weapons permit for the surrounding states. The state in which I reside is pretty much Nazi, Germany when it comes to concealed weapons. Almost no one can get a permit to carry. But I can get a non-resident permit in a neighboring state, which means I'll be covered in most of the areas where I travel for vacations and such.