Can't sleep.

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Rested in bed for as long as possible.  Resting as I wait for the time to go.  One of the things I was looking for was finally found.  A 12v charger for the phone.  I will be using the phone map, if it works, when it works.  It isn't a great system.  It might work as a secondary backup.  They just don't have it down.  Maybe never will.  Not very dependable.  Still, since I have it, I'll try to use it.  Can't even get it to save the route.  I finally put the start and destination points in, if it wouldn't let me name the end point.

Although, to be honest, I haven't had good experiences with stand-alone gps guides either.  It's been a while, if millenial, Indian, and Chinese engineers don't provide confidence in improvements.  They just want you to buy their junk, then buy other "better" junk, never thinking it is all junk.  By the time you learn to program well enough to realize you have been taken, the brick is yours.

Almost everything is packed.  I... don't pack well.  Not in any sense of the word.  Too much/many, too few, poor placement, missing items.  Whatever.  It's not like I travel often though, either.  And I am used to having... lots of things around.  Tools and the chainsaw do take up some serious space.  Plus chainsaw blade and gas oil, and a tank for gas (currently empty).  It almost seems foolish to take until you realize how much that stuff costs on the fly.  It's brutal out there.  I do need an oiler can, with a small nib for the chain oil.  I can't find the old one.

Shins are both still rough.  I really nicked them, and bruised.  At least I didn't scalp them.  I've been too busy to eat, sleep, and medicate correctly, so they aren't healing as well, quickly, as could be hoped.  They did get me right over a terribly stubbed big toe though.  One great pain dwarfed by a set of greater pains.  There is that.

Later, probably by a long shot.