Terry and I broke the cycle of getting up early that we had recently fallen into, and slept in yesterday morning. Now that was nice! Somebody chastised me the other day because I said we like sleeping late, but you have to keep in mind that I do most of my serious writing after 9 p.m., and we seldom get to bed before 1 or 2 a.m. So we still only get seven or eight hours of sleep a night, like most people. It’s just the schedule that works for us.
We had a relaxing day, but that doesn’t mean we didn’t get a lot accomplished. Terry tackled a backlog of paperwork that had begun to accumulate since we left Texas last week, did some chores inside the motorhome, and got some laundry out of the way. Meanwhile, I worked on the schedule for our Arizona Gypsy Gathering rally in Yuma, as well as answering a lot of e-mail, and doing some research online.
I always enjoy a good laugh, and if you do too, check out this link that a blog reader e-mailed me about the honey wagon. But set down your coffee cup first, I don’t want you giggling and spilling anything on yourself. I’m not McDonalds, and you won’t get anything if you burn yourself and sue me anyway. http://sports.espn.go.com/outdoors/general/columns/story?id=3515749
If you like good music, I know you’re going to enjoy the evening entertainment we have lined up for the rally. Michael Hargis will be presenting his excellent Rolling With The Flow concert, and I’m really looking forward to it.
Late in the afternoon we went to Terry’s mom and dad’s for a while, and then took them out to dinner. It was nice to have time with them, telling them about our most recent RV adventures, and listening to stories of their own time as fulltime RVers several years ago. On our way to the restaurant, we stopped by our motorhome so Terry’s dad could see the Winnebago. I think he was ready to take it on a road trip right then!
Today we have more of the same planned. I want to wash the motorhome, we have some orders to put together so we can mail them out Monday, and I just may take an afternoon nap, if the spirit moves me. Of course, we may scrap those plans and do something entirely different that comes up on the spur of the moment. Then again, there’s something to be said for just sitting outside and soaking up some of this Arizona sunshine, and feeling sorry for all of our friends who are stuck someplace cold right now.
Thought For The Day – Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying “I will try again tomorrow.”