I was busy at my computer all day yesterday, and managed to get a lot accomplished. I even knocked down the stack of paperwork on my desk to an almost acceptable level. I can’t see the surface of the desktop yet, but I can see out my window, so that’s something, right?
Miss Terry is a very neat person, and I try to cooperate by picking up after myself, putting my dirty clothes in the laundry basket, and such. When you live in the small confines of an RV, that’s necessary if you want to have any room to move around inside at all. But we have an understanding – my desk is my personal space. And I will admit that it does get messy from time to time. Terry is very good about allowing me this little corner of chaos in our motorhome, but I do see her grit her teeth every so often when she glances at my desk.
I managed to tick off at least one person yesterday. A lady e-mailed me to ask if we were maintaining our policy of not allowing pets inside the buildings at our rally. She told me that when I demanded she take her dog out of the building where we were serving morning coffee and donuts at last year’s rally, her dog was “traumatized for weeks afterward” because she was forced to leave it in her fifth wheel.
According to her, the dog has separation anxiety issues when they are apart. I suggested that instead of coming to the rally, where our rules still apply, she and her dog both get some professional help. A dog trainer for the mutt, and a shrink for her.
Folks, this comes up at almost every rally we have. I love dogs, I really do. But they are animals, and they must be on leash at all times, and they are not allowed inside any of the rally buildings. The only exceptions are service dogs. And please don’t tell me your furkid is a service dog when it’s obvious that it’s just a pet.
This dog owner may be unhappy, but I know some motorhome owners who are thrilled right now. Check out this Winnebago Adventurer that my friend Michele Henry from Phoenix Commercial Paint just finished. I’ve seen her work over and over, but I’m still in awe every time I see how Michele and her crew can transform a mundane RV into a rolling work of art, and for much less than anybody else in the business.
Every year we lose a lot of money when our snowbirding subscribers take off on their winter travels and don’t give us a forwarding address. The post office does not forward Standard Rate mail, so they don’t get their Gypsy Journal, and we have to mail them a replacement copy, at First Class rates. Postage alone is $1.39 per paper, not including the cost of the second paper and an envelope. Multiply that by several dozen, and it adds up really fast. Then the process repeats itself all over again when people head back home for the summer.
Sometimes the post office returns the undeliverable copies to us, and other times they just toss them in the trash. But with this last issue of the Gypsy Journal, the post office is throwing them away, and then charging us 50 cents each to send us a card telling us they did so. Folks, if you are going to be traveling, please give us your winter address, or upgrade to our First Class postage option. It would really help us keep costs down.
Thought For The Day – God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts.