Deer season starts November 15th here in Michigan, and I can't stop pulling out my Deer Rifles and cleaning and greasing areas, double checking every thing I am taking, (wife)She walked into my exersize that goes back to when I was ten, aiming at a spot on my wall and holding it in my sights, just holding it there and keeping control not letting my Barrel dance. walking around in my new Boots, trying to break them in, (done) oiling my stocks working in the wood. I am going nuts I can't wait every day I have been talking with the gang I hunt with and they are feeling the same way. one of my best friends (thank God for him) stoped in saturday and brought me some loines and a roast, I just about kissed him, but he is an ARMY RANGER. I have four knives, I always bring a few extras if one of the guys need one. and every one you can shave with. checking all my Ammo, and double checking my Silva Compass. Finding my old clothes that were in a box from last year. I have had my back pack dumped and reloaded to make room for the most inportant things I will bring into the swamp. I just don't know maybe I am going crazy, I see Deer in my sleep. Am I the only person having this problem?