I'm an early riser, always have been. I generally wake up on my own somewhere around 5:00. I'm not one of those perky, jump-right-out-of-bed sorts but I also don't spend much time lolling around before I decide to get up. My first thoughts of the day are generally things like, "Huh?" or "I don't want to work today" or "Where am I?", but yesterday when I woke up I realized I was already thinking in full sentences and probably had been for awhile. And what I was thinking was, "What sorts of electrical connectors and how many of them should I pack for Cannonball?"
My minimalist approach to gearing up is beginning to give way to concern that I'm going to forget to bring some crucial little piece of something that I discover I need only when I've broken down on a Forest Service road in Arizona that's many, many miles from nowhere. One reaction to that, I suppose, would be to think of and then pack all of those crucial bits of something, which is apparently what I was doing yesterday when I woke up.
Butt connectors? Male and female spade connectors? Good lord, what is happening to me?
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