Where does the day go to? Sometimes I look around me, and I realize it’s almost bedtime, and I have no idea what I did all day long!
Yesterday was a good example. We woke up and stayed in bed for a half hour or so, talking about our plans for the next few weeks, and just enjoying each others’ company. Somebody knocked on the door, but we didn’t go see who it was. Our rule has always been, if the curtain over our door is closed, we don’t want to be disturbed, whether it’s 8 a.m., noon, or whenever. Yes, I know we sleep in later than most RVers we know, but then again, most of them are not up working at 1 or 2 a.m. I figure if I don’t bother them at midnight, they should respect my privacy at noon. 🙂
Once we were up and about, I spent some time answering the usual load of e-mail, including a bunch congratulating me on Big Lake hitting 30,000 copies in sales this month, and checking a few blogs to see what our RVing friends are up to. I also called my cousin Beverly in Tucson to say hello and check up on her. We’re really looking forward to seeing Bev when we get to Arizona in a few weeks.
My friend Orv Hazelton called from California while I was talking to Bev, so I called him back and we talked for a while about RVing, our upcoming Arizona Gypsy Journal rally, and life in general.
Next, I called Cummins Coach Care in Ocala and made an appointment to take our Winnebago in on Tuesday to have them look at the heater core. Several people have suggested getting the existing core repaired instead of buying a new one, but others say the core is aluminum and can’t be soldered. We’ll see what the mechanic says after they look at it.
I took the trash out, and while I was out and about, I took advantage of the nice morning to walk a few extra rows through the campground, saying hello to a few people here and there, and pausing to chat with a couple.
Since it was near the end of the month, the folks here at the office wanted everybody to settle their bills so they could get their accounting started, so I stopped in and paid our bill through Monday of next week, and promised them we’d try to make it over to the New Year’s Eve party at the Activity Center. If it’s like many of the RV parks we’ve been in on New Year’s eve, the festivities will probably wind down about 10 p.m. 🙂
At least this year, we (hopefully) won’t have to worry about stray bullets coming down through our roof, like we did a couple of times in Apache Junction, Arizona, where New Years Eve sounded like a combat zone with all of the idiots shooting their guns off in the air. The numbskulls never seem to realize that what goes up must come down, and a falling bullet can be lethal.
A few years ago, a friend of ours was working as a tech in an RV garage somewhere here in Florida, and when the crew came back to work after New Year’s Day, they discovered a bullet laying on the carpet of a motorhome parked inside the shop. Inspection showed that the bullet had come through the roof of the shop and the roof of the RV. Imagine if that had been the roof of your RV. Maybe the roof over your bedroom?
Back home, I wrote for a while, and then it was time to pick up our friend Al Hesselbart to run into Brooksville to dinner at our favorite Florida Chinese buffet, Buffet City. The food was great, as always, the conversation was good, and we had a very enjoyable meal. I also gave Al a sample bundle of the Gypsy Journal to drop off when he and Bob and Rita Meredith go to the bus rally in Arcadia today.
When we got home from dinner, I knocked out another 2,800 words on the Big Lake sequel, and before I knew it, it was almost midnight. I wrote this blog post, and got it ready to post. and that was it. An hour here, an hour there, and the day is over!
Thought For The Day – A fool tells you what he will do; a boaster tells you what he has done; the wise man does and says nothing.