Be at peace.

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A bit of rest, a few additional options, and skies are clear again.  Oh, well, it had to hit at some point.  The struggle to get things in order to go.  Too many variables, too many unknowns, it truly is how everything works.  Someone has a plan, enough people go along with it, and then life and maybe death happen.  It doesn't matter if you are going in for a hike, a swim, a week trip into the desert to find and lose some things, or the exploration of the west by men on horseback, without guides to start or even enough provisions or a way to resupply well.  It's what men do, and love to (and love to hate to) do.  I've been a trial and error junky since I ran away from home my first time.  I had to crawl to the middle of the street, my brother was kind enough to let me out, and my shepherd stood steadfastly over me or the old lady driving would have run me over... she only saw my dog and even then had to slam on the breaks.  Yeah, I've been flirting with disaster since before I was out of diapers.  It's... been fun though, mostly.

A trick?  I would like to get some local potable water.  But half of my water, wash water, I think I will get at D.C.'s?  I could get it on the way but I don't want to have to buy it.  Who knows how much someone would charge.  Fitting everything in?  I best start packing and practicing.  I won't be taking all the chairs at this point, and regret the expense.  I could send them back but I think it's a bit late and would cost before it would save, a luxury there is no time to afford.  Still, for some other time.  Not bad to have some gear stowed.  Lots of things to consider.

To be honest, I just think the nerves are coming from the fact that I have to start packing, and thinking things over a little more carefully just adds impetus.  I would have to have started pushing things through at some point anyway, and would have been pretty much just as twitchy about it.  The lists will help.  I am definitely not an organized type.  I have learned to go with the basics and figure it out on the way.  I'm very good at that or I wouldn't be alive.  I certainly have some handicaps, but I've learned how to elbow those to the side from time to time, if it is only a trick not a solution.  Yeah, I'll get started on the packing a little sooner than I had intended, which is... probably a very good thing.

Son, but I am getting excited.  I signed up to be a greeter, with the stipulation that it might be tricky for me.  I won't, it seems, need a new tent... assuming a sale goes through on my partner's side.  I do need a sleeping bag.  The one I have is simply too small.  I ought to try and sell that.  It is in 'like new' condition, and a fine specimen of a sleeping bag, along with various liners.  If I had the time I would sell it online and use the proceeds to buy another.  As is, I will simply buy a new, but cheap, sleeping bag, or double bag.  I am a seriously big boy.  My chest is bigger than the circumference of most standard bags.  At least my belly isn't bigger than my chest, not even close, mostly.  :p

Later.