I appreciate everybody’s understanding when I didn’t post a blog yesterday. I was just worn out physically and mentally from the rally, and when I sat down at the keyboard nothing would come out. But I got a good night’s sleep Friday night, and didn’t do much yesterday, and I’m back and raring to go.
The rally was a lot of fun, but it was a very busy week, and Terry and I were running on a maximum of four or five hours’ sleep and adrenalin all week long. We love putting on these events, and from the feedback we get from everybody, our attendees enjoy them too. But they take a big toll on our time, our bodies, and our emotions.
It takes months to plan a rally, and for a month before it starts we are going crazy with details that keep popping up. And the work doesn’t end when a rally is over. We’ll spend at least two weeks resolving all of the paperwork, sending out refund checks to people who had to cancel at the last moment, and balancing the books. By the time we get everything wrapped up from the Arizona rally, we’ll start planning our Eastern rally, in Celina, Ohio September 3-7.
During rally week, our jobs include everything from parking new arrivals and getting them checked in, to making sure the coffee is made early every morning, teaching seminars, visiting with vendors and attendees, and yes, even mopping up spills. I guess if the RV newspaper and rally business ever goes kaput, I could get a job as a janitor somewhere.
Friday morning, after a crew of volunteers helped us get all of the buildings swept and cleaned out and everybody vacated the fairgrounds, Terry and I settled our bill with the fairgrounds and then made ready to leave. Usually we park in the back corner of the fairgrounds for a day or two and just vegetate as we try to rest up, but they had another event coming in, so we had to pull out.
After a quick stop at the dump station, we drove a few miles east to the Foothills area of Yuma, where we parked on Daryl and Cheri Lawrence’s lot, along with Charles and Chris Yust, and Greg and Jan White. Chris made us a delicious dinner of halibut that she and Charles caught in Alaska, and we sat outside enjoying visiting until the week caught up with us and we started to fall asleep.
We slept in yesterday, and then Greg and Jan, Chris, and Miss Terry went to the big flea market, while I stayed home and printed out booklets to fill a number of orders that had come in during the last week. When they got back, Terry and I spent a couple of hours trying to get one of our bay doors un-jammed. As it turns out, the wedge-shaped nylon striker that holds the bay door closed had broken and will need to be replaced. We actually have two different bay doors with the same problem. Whether your home has a foundation or wheels under it, they all need maintenance and upkeep.
Today we plan to drive to Tucson, where Terry and I have medical appointments scheduled this week. We will be there a couple of weeks and then we’ll figure out our next stop.
Thought For The Day – They deem me mad because I will not sell my days for gold; and I deem them mad because they think my days have a price.