Yes, a better sleep.

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Having thawed during the day yesterday, and been slightly more active, sleep was much better.  Oh, and a dream, of matrimony.  And the first night.  Just a dream, but not a bad thing to have once in a while.  Waking was pretty easy, at just a bit more than seven hours.  Not the idea, but...  there are reasons.  And, yes, I set the alarm.  A shower, first thing.  And it was needed.  Soap and shampoo, shampoo and soap, scrubbing and laughing, enjoying the spray.  The heart of a child comes out sometimes.  A bath would be even better for it, but... rings. 

The goal is, today, to get the trash collected and out.  Recycling too, if that is the deal.  Whatever won't go today has to be ready for next week.  I think I can get it all out, but... uhrm... well...  And, while I am clearing, some straightening and laundry.  Nothing else.  It is nice to wake to just a bit of warmth.  I can see, outside, that it is a cool one and will remain so for a while.

Well, okay, there is one other thing.  I want to go through my pack tonight, and make sure it is ready.  Then I need to tend my hiking boots and get those ready.  Tomorrow I will go to town, find the parts I need, probably a galvanized stepdown and another size of full thread galvanized plug.  It's a matter of finding the right sizes.  I just hope they make them, or have them anyway.  If I can get out early enough, I will make a run for the yurt.  Don't know if I will make it, or can, but... I'm tired of being cave-bound.  Up, yuk, and taway!  I could go without the pack, but it honestly doesn't make that much of a difference.

Yeah, so what I do today has to be done gently, in shifts, if I want any kind of a chance at getting out.  Further, I am hoping I can push through and put the faucet together enough to test it, and back in place if it is functioning correctly.  To be tested once it is back in place, of course.  Ugh.  Then a couple days of rest, before getting my friend out shooting towards the end of the week.  And myself.  Love to shoot, if it can be a bit spendy.

Well...  Funny what a tadge of the right stuff, the needed stuff, can do.  Later.