To bed late but actually up early.

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I think it was near enough to half past 22:30 when I went to bed.  No trouble getting to sleep though.  I was in Zzzland before I thought to realize how comfortable bed was.  Waking and, roughly, 6:30, easily.  My shoulder hurts like the devil.  I must have slept on it wrong.  You would think that would wake you, but noooo!  Those types of complaints usually work themselves out fairly quickly.  The nice thing about getting up early is that I have time to tinker and goof before I get serious, without worrying about killing the day.  Mostly.  That fear is always there, though I suspect some days aren't really killed by it so much is that is used as an excuse, or even the scapegoat for simply being unable.  Even if I can't, I sometimes like to push and believe I can get to things.  That just isn't always true.

Deliciously cool.  A treat after yesterday, playing in the heat.  My head feels funny, with that new cut.  The sides are bare, only the back and top have fur.  Now I know what a damned poodle feels like!  :)  Still, I got to choose the look, poodles simply have to abide the freakish nature of their owners.  I might be a freak but my 'mom' didn't dress me.  Ha!

Today, you ask?  To the garden.  First the drip line installation.  I honestly don't think that will be a huge project.  The only reason I hadn't started, and finished that, was the fittings weren't working as they were supposed to work and I couldn't think myself through to the solution.  Plus everything else happening just kept bumping that.  If that takes two hours I would be hugely surprised.  Tinkering with things to get specific results might be a different thing.  Dunno.

After that I may want to go to ground just a bit, to cool down.  A little break, then maybe attending to some packing.  Just light stuff really.  I did order some ziplock, clothes sized, for dust free packets of close through the week, and some dust free stuff for on the road home.  Well, and it is relatively water tight as well.  I may also try to get the front tire off, or figure that out with it on, set up the tent (might as well set up the cot and matching kit to look that over as well, plus setting up the shower.  I haven't bought rebar, but that may change if the shower is really flimsy.  And I do suspect it is.  In the afternoon, or early evening, if I still have some dregs of energy and initiative left to me, on to weeding.

The next week will be weeding and packing, packing and weeding, ad nauseam.  The garden is probably mostly dead, but... That isn't the point.  Beyond packing, I want to be testing little bits of gear, I still need to get fuel for and check my camp stove as I don't want to simply depend on the grill for everything...  Lots to do, lots to think about, lots to pack.  Later.