My own work has been simple: RUN.
The weather most days have been fair with about 45 degrees our average temperature. Some days it's windy. When it rains it generally lets up for an hour or two, which I believe, is dictated by the tides. The tides have a lot to do with the wind and cloud activity this close to the ocean.
I run out to the Quarantine zone but generally stay off the sand dunes. Okay it's silly I just don't like sand in my shoes and I see the ocean plenty (and last time I was stuck between wild dogs and zombs).
I cut off all my hair. It was coming in grey and there is no more hair dye. It's a salt/pepper mix and not bad looking - except I still look rather young in the face because of my large eyes so it's a strange look I suppose all in all. It's a snap after a shower and if I have to go back out on a run it dries quickly and I don't freeze off my rumpus.
Oddly enough the ladies at the camp kinda sniffed and said, "My husband would never let me cut my hair." None of them are grey either, even people older than me. I just hit it early I guess. The Commander said it looked cute. He didn't seem to mind the grey.
He has been later and later to bed and our tv watching is sometimes curtailed for days. He's worried. General Grant is thinking of leaving altogether along with many runners and going to Portland. That will leave the Commander almost back to square one again. With people gone how will we defend Fort Stevens? How will we have enough people to plant and produce everything our fort needs? Will we all end up leaving? And there is the cruxt.
The Commander is thinking about leaving.
All the stress day after day and thankless tasks - but he has friends in Seattle and he could be a part of a real militia that is organized with trained soldiers and has fortifications that aren't all made of tin and scrap pieces of old junk. Seattle he tells me is quite well put together. If he goes he wants me to come too.
I don't know.
Fort Stevens is my home. Where would I even run in a place like Seattle? They probably have motor bikes and that sort of thing....I wonder if it snows there....it never ever snows here.
Goodnight Fort - Runner 5
