Hello Everyone!
What a misadventure this is, Low morale, Bundling up, Tying down the tent tarp & A slightly improved cellular connection!
Alright, I am more or less on time this evening with my writing routine... and although I am not feeling super inspired to write... here I am regardless of my feelings. Perhaps, if I was not so uncomfortable here I would feel more enthusiastic... but at least I am pushing through all that... and 'putting my best foot forward' so to speak.
Who knew that this particular adventure (misadventure) would be so stressful, downright draining, fraught with peril, annoyances, trauma... and a total lack of being able to get the resources that I need to move forward. Yet that is how it has gone... and I best not candy-coat it along the way. It has been downright grueling just dealing with the lack of privacy and seclusion... let alone all the other things that have constantly exasperated my PTSD.
Anyways, I best avoid getting too far off track here or I will undoubtedly get off the rails... and totally off topic. Suffice it to say, that I would have been better off in almost any other situation than the one that I now find myself in with winter rapidly closing in... and all my gear stored in cheap tents and my morale circling the proverbial drain.
Last night it got the coldest that it has been so far... but even with the strong winds my camping tent stayed warm enough that I did not awaken to it being bone chilling cold inside like I did for the previous many weeks. Sleeping with my insulated jumpsuit on... and several layers of clothes on under it sure helped... even though it made going to the bathroom quite the hassle.
All the staking down of the polyethylene sheeting that I did yesterday sure did the trick to make it stay warmer... but throughout the evening the tarp that is slung over the tent kept flapping around and making quite the racket. Which of course meant that today I went outside... and did my best to get it anchored in place better by tying it off at more points with some pink masonry string.
Considering how frigid the wind was I did not go on another mushroom hike like I was wanting to do... and wound up setting up a fresh installation of an operating system on my computer... mainly because the old one was being quirky. Thankfully, now that most of the leaves have fallen off the trees my dodgy cellular signal is marginally better... and getting everything updated was not a total bear to accomplish.
In other news, I think that I need to figure out how to either get three hundred feet (or roughly ninety-one point forty-four meters) of direct burial romex wire... or the same length of some really heavy gauge extension cords... so that I can run my recirculating oil heater in the camping tent. Using my propane heater has been working well enough... but I have already burned through most of my propane supply (like six twenty gallon tanks of it) and I do not have a way to get them refilled... nor do I think it is all that safe considering how cramped it is in the tent.
On that note... I hope that everyone is doing well. Ciao for now.
