I keep my cabin-bag on a hook in the hallway, and if I think of something I'll be wanting to take back with me, I put it in there. I always put the camera in it, and whatever book I'm currently reading.
I spent three hours yesterday evening at the cabin, and since it was cool, I started a quite pleasant fire. I keep a five-gallon container of water inside, but I seldom use any except to quench the dogs' thirst. Since I didn't want to leave a fire burning last night when I came back to the house, I used the last of my water supply to put out the campfire.
So I brought the container back to the house to fill. Once it was full, I placed it in the little red wagon and headed back.
I swept, saw evidence of mice, found the place where they were coming in, and fixed that.
I made four trips across the pasture to the woods today. I love my cabin.