So it’s Thursday again.

I’m back in the councilors office again today. She is having trouble getting my son to engage with her. Yeah, that’s why I’m bringing him here.

Yeah…

So what else is new?

I got a paragraph in on my New Day story and was interrupted again.

I’ve been trying to clean out one of the walls in my garage. Since moving into my house, almost 19 years ago. I’ve not done a whole lot with my backpacking/camping gear. I’ve been going through some of it and chunking the ruined stuff. Apparently, some of the MREs and foodstuffs I kept, decided to express themselves over much of my gear. And I thought Twinkies and Spam would last forever. 😛

In all honesty, I had forgotten that I had them in there in the first place.

I did buy myself a new light daypack.

This guy below.

It’s listed as having a 13-liter capacity, which I thought would have been enough. Upon getting it, I loaded it up and quickly discovered it didn’t hold as much as I had hoped.

My solution? I took it to an alterations place and had two straps sewn into its underbelly. These would be long enough to carry my tarp(s), helikon-tex swagman roll, and sleeping pad, which will all be wound up in a 6″ diameter sausage-like roll. With that, I now have plenty of room inside the thing for food and other small amenities. Now I just need to find a way of escaping the zoo that is my life.

Easy peasy.

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It’s days later now.

I’m now sitting in the lobby of a beauty salon as my 16-year-old daughter is getting her hair done. We arrived early and so walked down the street to an ice cream shop to “kill some time” and to “kill off all the good my walk did earlier this morning”. I get to the counter and order what I want and then my daughter flips out and gets stage fright and can’t place her order. I didn’t think ordering an ice cream was something that warranted locking up.

Do I eat her too? Isn’t that what the ice cream is for?

Arrgghhh…

Not everything in life has to be stupid!

What happened to… (old grumpy man is boiling just below the surface)… people getting off my lawn?

This society with its “needs” and “feelings” and “shoes” and “intolerance of walking through the snow” is really starting to be a tick in my “backpack”.

😛

Tootles all