Apr 282019

What did I do yesterday? Darned near nothing, and I don’t feel the least bit guilty about it. I don’t think either one of us realized how tired and worn out we really were, but with nothing we had to do and nowhere we had to be yesterday, we stayed in bed even later than normal. Usually we get to bed between 1 and 2 AM and get up somewhere between 9 and 10, but even though we woke up somewhere around 10 we laid in bed cuddling and dozing off and waking back up until about noon. Yeah, I know that offends some of you early birds, but I don’t complain when you go to bed at 9 o’clock at night, do I? The good news is, I don’t feel tired anymore!

I spent part of the day answering emails and catching up on blogs, did some genealogical research on Ancestry.com and Newspapers.com, checked in with some of the author and RV groups I belong to on Facebook, and pretty much just took up space and used up oxygen that more productive people probably needed. Sometimes you just have to be a slug.

Miss Terry, on the other hand, seems to have an unlimited supply of energy. She spent part of the day mounting some of the badges I had laying around into display cases to hang on the wall, doing laundry, then made a delicious dinner for us and our friend Jim Lewis. That girl never stops!

Thinking about how you can go from tired to rested in a hurry if you apply yourself, I’m reminded of the time that Terry and I had a long drive from Rapid City, South Dakota to Sioux Falls, where we planned to dry camp at the Flying J for the night. But when we arrived, we found out that there was construction going on in the parking lot and no room for us.

It had been a 350 mile day, but since it was summer time so it was staying light later, we decided what the heck, let’s push on to Sioux City, Iowa, where we knew we could dry camp at the Elks lodge. That was another 85 miles, and on the way we got caught up in road construction that created a long delay. By the time we got to the Elks lodge it was getting dark and we were both worn out. We went inside and they told us to park in the back of the building, a small parking lot that didn’t hold much more than a couple of dumpsters. We didn’t care, we parked, shut the bus down, grabbed a quick bite to eat, and went to sleep.

It being summertime, and us being all alone back there, we had the windows open so we could catch the breeze. We had probably been asleep for an hour or two when we heard a train whistle. That’s no big deal, it’s a sound RVers become very used to if they spend much time on the road. It seemed like almost every place we parked for the night was near a railroad track somewhere.

Then the train’s horns got louder. And louder. A lot louder! Suddenly the bus began to shake and our bedroom lit up like it was broad daylight. Terry and I shot upright in bed to see a huge locomotive coming right at us. “Did you park on the railroad tracks?” she screamed. “I don’t think so!” I screamed back over the roar of the train’s engine. With no time to escape and nothing else to do, we threw our arms around each other and said, “I love you!”

And then, when I was sure I was going to be shaking hands with all of my long dead ancestors, at the last possible second the train went into a curve no more than 100 feet from us and continued on its way. Neither of us had realized that there was a railroad track right behind the Elks lodge, up just a short embankment from the parking lot we were in.

Two hours later we were both lying there wide awake, although I do think our heartbeats had finally gotten down to a somewhat more normal level. But we darned sure were not tired anymore! It was another 600 miles to our destination in Elkhart, Indiana, and I’m pretty sure we could have made the entire trip without blinking. And that was just one of the adventures and misadventures we had on the road as fulltime RVers!

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Thought For The Day – People who tolerate me on a daily basis, those are the real heroes.

Nick Russell

World-Famous, New York Times Best Selling Author, and All-Around Nice Guy!

  3 Responses to “I’m Not Tired Anymore!”

  1. Wow, scary

  2. That’s always been one of my favorite stories of yours!

  3. the older I get, the more I value my sleep and that I am not an insomniac. I joke, I came out of the womb with only one great talent, the ability to sleep with ease, and to do it even sitting up in a chair.

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