5 March, 2026 06:33

A good sleep. Because the rest area fence runs close to the van, as I park it, I can leave the sliding door open for cooler fresh air through the night, just with the flyscreen. Lovely.

Woke later, and 5 AM. Still dark now. Not sure if anyone else stopped over in the area itself. No one disturbing.

Have to try to recapture a sense of what this life is about. I’m very lost.

Concerns for the car, the electrics going in, are weighing. Can’t release them.

Feels like control is slipping away, and something will overrun me.

11.50 AM

Installed the shunt. No idea how to read the display, never did. Everything otherwise seems to be unaffected thank goodness.

3.01 PM

Just finished swapping over to new batteries and got an FO1 error still. Fuck it.

Nothing connected and charging the batteries now.

Before that, finished at midday, put in the shunt and no fucking idea if it’s working. Per usual shit menu and at Anaconda fyshwick prick shit advice.

Winging it with videos.

Did the shunt at the bottom of Iron Knob St fyshwick and the batteries at the geology centre.

4.16 PM

Pulled into Tuggeranong lake to have a coffee and cook embarrassing dinner (late for me) in front of the walkers. Tried Wanniassa but could be a camper there. Couldn’t find Lambah spot but probably went straight past it.

Very tired and vague, hot and sweaty. Need a place to stay.

6.18 PM

Really hot and feeling off. Just managed dinner, eaten at Edison Park near the hospital with sugars low. Came in.

How Trouble Hits

So I planned all this today, the shunt and new batteries install, with the big Bluetti to get the fridge and insulin through the night. Fucking thing is dead flat. Something-again-leant against it, turning it on. Bad design flaw. It might be fucked. It’s on solar charging but that’ll take most of a day.

That means I have to run the fridge on two little Bluettis and they won’t last. So insulin fucked, with no more than a week or two usage if that.

Things compound very quickly.

7.56 PM

Drove to Yarralumla and some van was in the intended spot, cars all around so I couldn’t risk stopping anywhere else.

So drove to Brooks Hill and now in bed. Red lights all the way out to Wanniassa and all the way back and all the way here.

I was exhausted and strung out and needed to stop and rest. Get to Brooks Hill and there’s a caravan half over the road – with a FUCKING GENERATOR.

Just on dark. I couldn’t handle it. I asked the bloke after a polite knock knock and he is a nice guy and turned it off. A chatter. Having chemo every 28vdays. apaul, wife aheidi.

And it was a complete waste of driving today. Didn’t even charge the new batteries.

Stupid day, albeit with installations. From being clueless and tired.