Sort of an ugly day.

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I couldn't sleep until quite late, and woke even later.  Yesterday I realized I was missing one part of my medicinal regimen, and fixed that.  It could be worse, but maybe this will make it better.  I don't know if the sun was out earlier, though I doubt it.  But, as luck would have it, when I woke the sun was out for a bit.  The curtains were opened and I ate what I could of the light.  It slowly started clouding back over.  A taste, however, of sun, does help.

I still don't have enough going to try to figure out if I am missing some points or if it is the world that has gone off track.  I keep working with the toilet, to try to get it clean for messing with.  I just... yeah... I prefer things a certain way before I have to deal with them.  At least I have options and techniques that allow me to bide my time with this project.

I am hoping, today, to do that project, unload completely, and unpack.  I don't think I'll have a problem doing it all, pretty much, in one step.  Between packing much lighter, already having unloaded a bit, and that my health is relatively good, only energy and focus being a minor temporary probably from pushing, I think it won't be much of a problem.

I really would like to figure out how to begin... sorting and storing... everything... in a much better way around here.  I have many tools, a good deal of various pieces of equipment, firearms and maintenance tools and consumables, and a fairly interesting set up for life.  But... I often don't have things arranged well.  Some of it is good.  Some of it simply needs attention.  It's a difficult task for most men, I think.  Though most people.  I have known a few people who do it very well, I seem to... find them.  Opposites attract?  Something about people who can focus on putting things in order is that, from what I have seen, they lack the ability to think ahead as to what they might need, depending on handling it all when they get to it.  And there is a place for that, but it fails for bigger jobs.  As well, they aren't as imaginative as to fixing problems.  They would rather pay someone else to do any work, or live without.  At least, that has been my experience.

Mixing the two types is a very good thing.  It adds to... difficulties, as a couple.  But each helps define, and limit, the talents of the other.  "She" has kept me from just buying, I have bought enough so that when "she" wants something fixed, changed, upgraded, altered to her wants or needs, up to a point, I can do that.  Women might be crazy, but men drive them there.  If I still think it's usually a very short trip.  :)  Honk, honk.  Yeah!

Later.