Saturday, the wife and I finished up our Christmas shopping at variuos locations. I caught myself frequently pulling on the shirt tail to make sure it wasn't get caught up between the gun and my back. The act of bending at the knees to reach stuff on the lower shelves took some getting use to.
Church services on Sunday was the final hurdle of the first weekend of carrying. The only concern I had there was somebody giving me a hug and accidentally discovering I had something under my shirt. To counter this I tried to keep my right arm low to force their left arm up high.
All in all I was more comfortable carrying than I thought I would be. Tonight we have to make a visit to a hospital that is 30.06 posted. this will be the first instance since revieving my CHL that I have to leave my weapon behind.
