I punched the alarm and slept for another two hours from nine to eleven, thus ending my chances for the A.

But I did get right to work when I did get up, and the ladder went on without any fuss at all. The fuss came after, in trying to get the cover on.

The cover got on, almost perfectly, finally. Still one little kink to iron out. Video got taken, maybe too much video.

As 4 PM rolled around I jumped in the tent-folded, almost perfectly covered truck to head out and lay in my supplies for the storm.

It went pretty well. B+. I didn’t get pellets because I didn’t anticipate an early closure of the chimney store on a Sunday.

It’ll work out. It’s midnight now.

At seven this morning, they say, it will briefly drop below freezing before crawling barely back into the forties for the day. It’s supposed to start coming down at 10, and around noon the rain will become snow.

So I’m thinking that even if I get up at eleven again, I can still make it to the pellet chimney store without having to deal with anything frozen. If the forecast is right. Which is no sure bet at all, but I’m taking it anyway. It will remain a frozen hellscape through Thursday at least. My plan is to stay inside for those seventy-two hours, and work on Important Things, like video editing and my ongoing minimalist reorganization of everything.

Having the RTT done (to this point) has my mind racing in a thousand directions. Mobile desk, mobile chair. And then heating, and Heating What Exactly: will a canvas bush tent be my office, or will I make something out of the bed of the pickup? I dunno.

Sanitation.

Cooking and cleanup.

I like thinking about these things, and smart strategies for solving them. Actually solving them is really hard!

But I did that today. I should have got that fucking A for that alone. Says the entitled whiny bitch-student in me, to the vestigial professor also inside me …

I’m crazy, my darlings. It’s not always in a good way either.