We left the motel and headed east on I-10. I promptly fell asleep.
We stopped at a rest area for a break then headed east on I-10. I promptly fell asleep.
We stopped for lunch then headed east on I-10. I promptly fell asleep.
We stopped for fuel and a quick break then headed east on I-10. I worked at staying awake.
How did I sleep that night? As well as I usually do.
Do you think my lack of ability to cope may be because I’ve not been getting enough sleep?
TTYL,
Linda
I’ve already told you what a challenge it can be for me to do what should be such a simple thing as taking shower. That all changed about a week ago.
I stepped into the shower and the floor flexed.
And cracked.
I can no longer shower in my RV for fear of it leaking into the underlayment.
Which means I now need to haul all my shower gear to some public shower facility every time I want to take more than a sponge bath.
Dave and I spent much of our vacation time together this week discussing the implications of that and the challenge of getting anything fixed with the Christmas and New Year’s holidays breaking up two work weeks. It appears even Sportsmobile took this time off work since they have not responded to my email inquiry.
In the meantime my stress symptoms are about as bad as they ever get and my depression, while it is less than it was, is not substantially better.
It appears my physical and mental health require I go home with Dave. To winter there once again.
So, he cancelled his return flight and we will be driving the RV home where we can have lots of time to figure out who should do the repairs when. And whether or not that means selling my much loved van if a too good to resist offer should come in.
While home our biggest challenge may be both of us learning to not let him take such good care of me that I lose ability to take care of myself. Wish us luck with that, please, since 47 years of habits are hard to change.
TTYL,
Linda
When our children are little we parent them to the best of our ability. We do our best to teach them the things they need to know to get along in the world.
When our children get older we turn them loose and watch as they make their way in the world.
We know we have done something right if, when they get older yet, they come help us when we are having our own problems.
Maybe I didn’t do so badly after all.
Alexa came to visit for four days. Chores I could not do on my own have been done. All my clothes are now clean. And I have prepared foods in my fridge and freezer thanks to her being willing to bring her own pot and burner over to my rig to cook for me.
And we talked and talked and talked.
And I helped her explore her responses to living in an RV vs. converting a van to suit her own needs. She now knows she does not want what she calls “umbilical cords”. The process of dumping the gray tank after cleaning up from all that cooking was not pleasant.
She may be all grown up but there are still a few things I can help her learn. I’m glad to have that be so. And I am glad that she is willing to come help me when life gets a bit much for me. I’m so proud of her. And I wanted you all to know that.
TTYL,
Linda
I have often heard that there are wild burros around Emerald Cove Resort. Rumor has it they are a protected species and you are not to feed them. There are signs along the roadside warning you to watch for them. But, I’ve never seen any here. This year though, I saw scat alongside the road indicating to me they might be in the area.
Then it happened.
I had been out for the afternoon and returned by a different road inside the park. As I walked around behind my rig to reattach my hookups I saw this:
Once we all got over our excitement and went back in the burros wandered down the road behind me eating the palm tree leaves. So here they are again as seen out my back window.
These burros are leftovers from the days when miners used them to haul their equipment then just turned them loose when the miners left. They seem to be quite content to lead a semi-wild life. Just like me.
TTYL,
Linda
I’m getting the best Christmas present ever.
Dave is coming!
Just for a week but I am as excited as a kid waiting for Santa Claus.
My insides are all wiggly. 🙂
TTYL,
Linda
