Insanity, procrastination, aggravation

Today was just a day.  Nothing major.  Nothing particularly interesting.  The highlight of the day was meeting family at a restaurant for a dinner with space.

Sometimes space seems to just have way too much meaning.  The idea of being able to stand up and stretch towards the sky…without hitting the ceiling…is mind boggling.  To think of being able to walk from one end of the “house” to the other, without telling the dog or GM to move to let me pass…is beyond my ability to imagine anymore.

I think it might be early stages of cabin fever?  Not quite that serious, but definitely a case of I need to get out and DO something.  We’ve got busy days ahead though, as we deal with visiting relatives, appointments, holidays, and everything else.  As for a real get-away-from-it-all, a camping trip can’t happen for several weeks yet, and the weather has a decided chill up its sleeve even on the Gulf Coast.

Which brings us to the procrastination.  We have not gotten around to checking out the propane system, having elected to use our camp stove and avoid using the water heater.  We haven’t tested the furnace either.  If we get a serious freeze, we could be in serious trouble.  The water hose, our plumbing, our dogs, our cats, ourselves…could all be frozen or uncomfortably cold.

We knew winter would eventually get here, but it was easy to ignore when the humidity and temperature were both soaring in the 90s.  Now…we are looking at the proverbial piper with his hand out, and we’re not ready.

We’ve heard rumors that the furnaces in travel trailers and RVs are extremely inefficient and fuel guzzlers.  That’s not good news, we don’t have a mega-budget for heating this place.  We have to buy our fuel before we can use our fuel too, so at least we won’t end up with a giant gas bill we can’t pay.  I keep trying to stay optimistic, but winter seems to loom like an ominous giant snowman, Gulf Coast or not.

So that’s on the list of must-dos.  In addition, although we have our borrowed pressure washer in the van, just waiting to be used, the travel trailer remains unbathed and lingering unknown fungi are coloring the white siding to shades of gray, black and green.  It is not a becoming color!

It’s something that is a serious need, this bathing of our home, to remove the grunge and grime, and these hitchhiking fungi that thrive on the Gulf Coast, searching for a surface on which to grow like some kind of other-worldly cancer.

So tomorrow we have a serious to-do list.  Laundry, that weekly chore of 3 loads, needs to be done.  The gas system needs checked.  The trailer needs pressure washed.  The seams and edges of the travel trailer roof need caulking.  Boxes of things that just are not being used right now need moved to storage, and the desk needs retrieved from storage to try it out in here.  I’m not usually the epitome of the nagging wife with her unending list of honey-do chores, but tomorrow is it…we have to get it done.  Unfortunately, because of my limited physical ability to help, GM gets stuck with the majority of it.  I’m lucky he’s not resentful of that problem right now.

In addition to that list of must-dos for the travel trailer, I also have a long list of phone calls to make sure I get finished, as well as a couple of packages to lug down for UPS to haul away…and a couple of other dozen things for both of us to accomplish.

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About giascott

Writer, blogger, cook, grandmother, mother, wife, radio personality, outdoor enthusiast, dog enthusiast, crafter, artist, and part-time nut~~I've earned a lot of t-shirts in my day! I'm one of those crazy independent women who can cut down a tree, build you a shed, sew you a dress, cook your dinner, make some soap, pitch a tent, build a fire, catch some fish, dig in the garden, chase a kid or two, write you a poem, paint you a picture, and a dozen other things...just don't ask me to sing! I'm also embarking on a relatively new portion of my life, one of being disabled. I'm learning some lessons along the way about a lot of things too.
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