This week has been … trying. My electrical system failed twice in my van, and I don’t trust it to survive the night (luckily, I have good bedding that should negate the need to risk heat tonight). But it’s only 17.00 and I’m already down to 25.3V.
Which sounds fine for a 24V system but is actually scarily low, as nominal for LFP is 25.6V, and things tend to go sideways below that.
I continue dealing with the fallout from Pop’s death, and the seemingly solidified plan to visit my ex-wife for a couple of days, starting tomorrow? Yeah, she’s being a bit flighty about the offer holding.
I essentially wake up each morning wondering what’s going to go wrong today.
But I also remember times when this was not the case. Being constantly on edge is ageing me.
Quick folo: A friend brought by another battery that seems to charge just fine, but I can’t speak to more than a day of that, given that I did not wake up in my van today. It is very strange to be surrounded by nostalgia while my ex-wife finishes her shift.
This week has been … trying. My electrical system failed twice in my van, and I don’t trust it to survive the night (luckily, I have good bedding that should negate the need to risk heat tonight). But it’s only 17.00 and I’m already down to 25.3V.
Which sounds fine for a 24V system but is actually scarily low, as nominal for LFP is 25.6V, and things tend to go sideways below that.
I continue dealing with the fallout from Pop’s death, and the seemingly solidified plan to visit my ex-wife for a couple of days, starting tomorrow? Yeah, she’s being a bit flighty about the offer holding.
I essentially wake up each morning wondering what’s going to go wrong today.
But I also remember times when this was not the case. Being constantly on edge is ageing me.
Quick folo: A friend brought by another battery that seems to charge just fine, but I can’t speak to more than a day of that, given that I did not wake up in my van today. It is very strange to be surrounded by nostalgia while my ex-wife finishes her shift.