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I was wondering what the struggle with getting going this morning was. Last night I must have turned the furnace down, in the dark. Now, on off days, that is sort of okay. Days where nothing but needed rest and little activity really is necessary. But when I am trying to stir, 66 is just a bit low. I've turned it up but it'll take a bit to warm the house, then myself.
Not much is happening in the world. Or, I should say, everything is at a tipping or boiling point, but most of it, for now, is just sitting there. The, not our, for we are our, government, thinks that by backing off, for a little bit, that it will come back in when people forget. This time, however, we aren't forgetting, or forgiving. Russia is on the border, threatening to consume the first of many small nations. South America has a number of things, in various stages of what is happening. Even Europe is beginning to splinter, with groups advocating everything from leaving the EU to splitting from their own countries. It's beautiful. Of course, those "in power" are cracking down. It's funny, they never learn from those they themselves took that batons away from. There are too few of those "in power", and governance is only an allowance, and ends when violence becomes the method to madness. You can rule poorly, you can be corrupt, you can be filthy, as a ruler, but you pull out the whip, and use it on free men, you will lose everything. Beautiful.
When I warm up? Dunno. A shower, just in case I can get out and just because. A bit of straightening in the kitchen. A little more tinkering with my pack, and doing a breaking in of the water filter. Maybe figuring out something to eat. Who knows. Hmm... Oh, and I would like to get the bike up to specs. Check the tires for air and probably put a bit in. For my trip, I might ride out, or drive, to the gravel pit and put a few rounds downrange. I can use my lumbar pack for ammunition, a snack, and one jug of water. Perhaps even taking the water filter to test at the damn, and refresh my water. Who knows, really, though. But... a little heat is definitely needed to get me going. Oh, and light. I'll open the curtains while I... sort my day. I ought to call my friend, but I might wait until mid-week for him. I think I tuckered him out last week, with two outings and whatever else he had going on.
Later.
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I got up to do something? A cup of coffee? Gah! Where is my coffee... I'll get it shortly. I did make it. But a funny thing happened on the way back to my seat. Something about something, and tools, then... I found myself upstairs, packing my camping kit. The sleeping bag can be a bear. But it seemed rather easy this time. Then the sleeping mat. These aren't your father's camping gear, by the way. Both the bag, pad, and cot are made 3' x 7', give or take a half a foot, if more on the give side. And the mat is 3"-4" thick. So, it was more of a wrestling match. As I said, the sleeping bag went down without a whimper, same with the mat. The cot was easy enough, but "somehow" (don't look at me) a screw and bolt had fallen out. The screw was three feet away and the nut was where it dropped. That isn't even possible, but... I ended up having to go down and get a screwdriver and the socket set. After getting that back together, I folded and scrunched that together, and into it's own carry bag. Finally, the tent. Wow. Now that is what I call wrestling. I had to work it over several times, trying to get more and more air out, and figure out how to get the fly to fit in there, and compress, compress, compress. Oh, I finally got it together, and in there. But I knew I had worked. Well, for a short bit.
That was on my list, and I am not close to being done. I am still moving a bit slowly. Oh, right, COFFEE! Yeah. I am not sure I will get out today, though it is possible. Barring that, I have a ton of leftover projects from the weekend. And, since it isn't the weekend, and the rest period is over, I may push it a bit harder. Not like a casual observer might know, but I will. Push, pull, plunge, drag, sort, fix, store, go, go, go! Oh, right, I think I'll set up the water filter when I get my coffee, then take just a short rest before... whatever is next. I sort of have to hurry. While I do have the rest of my life, I only have until I am too tired to move as well. And, hopefully, I can keep it going until Thursday, maybe Friday.
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Well, yes, I did head out to find my coffee. Which I found, but then remembered something else, and... promptly lost. It's a 26 ounce, urhm, cup. Glass. Not petite. But... with gear here, the rain protection sleeves for the pack out and drying there (there are two, one black and one standard forest camo), and my mind trying to figure out how to do or find a dozen or more things all at once, you might be surprised at what can go missing. Ah, but what I remembered was where the charger for some walky-talkys was. I knew the general area. After a bit of searching I did find them, but they are for the wrong devices. As I was coming back to sit for a bit, I espied the water filter, and knew that had to be readied. Running half a liter of definitely good water through it works. But, then you have to dry it out. While the ceramic filter is silver impregnated, it is just best to use caution. So, I figured out how to set it up, ran the water through it, and now it is drying. I went to sit down but finally remembered my coffee. A quick search and here I am.
Really, bit by bit, it is coming together. I just have to remember to check the temps in the morning. It must have dipped pretty low outside last night and 66 wasn't enough to get me going. Turning the thermostat down at night is the only way I can really let the girls sleep with me, or the heat wafts in. Even at 70 it can be a little difficult for me to sleep. At least I figured out the problem and solved it, before I lost a day. Not bad. For me. More to do. Always more. Now I have to figure out where the battery charger for the walky-talkys are, on top of clearing space for honing, doing a few remaining dishes, and perhaps knocking another load of laundry through, or two. It's mostly the specialty stuff remaining, wools, synthetics, whites, and a hodgepodge of remnants.
Tomorrow though? I will get out. Bike, in the vehicle then on foot? I don't know that! I just don't know. But that won't be all. I have plenty else to do and prep, for short, mid, and long term projects. Finally, I am busy. Able to be and enjoying it. But, oh yeah, I will try to remember to check and probably fill the tires for the bike tonight, and maybe oil the chain, sprocket, and whatever else looks dusty, then run those things through their paces while I am at it. Hmm, sometime this week or next I need to get an oil change and tire rotation. I might, eventually, learn to do those things myself, and get the kit needed, but for now it is much more convenient to take it in. It wouldn't save much, probably... nothing on the tires since free rotation comes with the purchase. But for convenience, and just doing it when it is ready, and learning to check the oil, for sure, and know... myself. Plus... it's manly! Bleh. Like I care or that even means anything. Hype. But... it has it's reasons.
A bit more music, then... on to something else. Later
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