Dream, wake, work.

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The dream was... interesting.  I was back on a sub, but a fast attack.  And we were at war, probably with Russia.  Now think Modernized steampunk as to war mechanics, and theorized gentlemen's war.  For some reason a truce between one of their destroyers and "my" sub had been called.  The rules of the engagement required that, when we did this, we unloaded all weapons and weapon systems, then parlayed.  Which we were doing.  Then the CO of the foreign vessel noticed a woman.  No, not part of the crew.  We were transporting some Admirals daughter for some unknown, to me, reason.  Though she was supposed to be below-decks at all times.

Anyway, he saw her and fell in love with her.  Since she wasn't part of the crew, or war effort, he had the right, or at least no prohibition against, snatching her.  Which he fully intended to do.  He set his senior staff toward the effort of grabbing her and taking her to his ship.  With only a machete (don't ask, just happened to have it) I held them offing, killing several of the officers.  Once topside, apparently, until the parlay was agreed to be over no one could leave the deck.  Another rule, which had been made into a physics rule, until the ships disengaged, the commanding officers, and higher level officers above commanding officers, were immortal.

The machete was lost in earlier melee.  However, one of their officers had brought a fire axe, and lost it when he died or was injured.  This was tossed to me by some of the men.  Why no one else was helping, in the main, I could not tell.  Perhaps since they were all officers, they were not allowed to participate while parlay was in play.  So, I did have an axe, if it was slower and more cumbersome to use.  I am not sure what he used, though perhaps nothing being temporarily immoral.

I was sure to lose but I would not give up.  I was too vested in the pursuit at that point.  I was parrying his blows, and hitting him if to no good, when all of a sudden my axe actually bit deep.  I heard his cry of pain and terror really.  We negotiated.  We would treat his wounds, and return him after he was stabilized, but for now we had ended parlay.  Any disagreement would lead to the captains immediate death..  Later on I was told that the sub I was on had completely disengaged, and that was enough to end the parlay, which had then allowed me to strike the captain.

Oh, and you guessed it.  I ended up with the girl, and college, officer's training, and a career.

I was trying to wake at 8:45 but didn't wake until 9:30.  However, I did get out to do some shoveling.  There isn't much, just s thin drift in the drive.  However, at the ends, there were piles.  I chipped those out and moved them out of the way or I would have ended up getting caught up on those while prepping to back into the drive.  I would like to remove more but that is probably it.  I'll check the mail, too.  Then crash.  A lot of work, but all good.  Later.