So it's now officially killing me to continue waiting for Saturday morning. All of my hunting clothes have been washed and are packed in scent proof bags. All my gear is sitting in a pile in the hallway next to the door. The bow is tuned and hitting 2" dots out to 50 yards. The stands and blinds have been in place. I spend my entire day at the officepretending to work and surfing the internet on various hunting sites because I seem to have the attention span of a mouse and can't think of anything other than bowhunting. Now I sit here at 9:30 in the evening with only 3 sleeps and a wakeup between me and the nanny whacker stand where I plan to sit my first morning and watch the woods come alive for the first time since spring gobbler season.

Is this normal? [8D]

My lovely girlfriend Lisa thinks I'm absolutely nuts. She might just be right...........