Good morning readers. Thanks for coming by for a read.
Life’s so full of happy surprises here it took me a while to remember to be surprised when I awakened warm, still parked where once chickens scratched and pecked on mornings such as this. Then I remembered what it was I ought to be surprised about – that I’d expected this post to be made on a fast WIFI connection somewhere out where it’s probably colder than it is here. Which is plenty cold enough to satisfy the needs of the feline population, I’m informed.
I thought it was the money situation keeping the delays coming hot and heavy, but when I managed yesterday after the temperature dropped to 20 degrees F, to get the propane heater working in the RV, I knew a new reality had dropped in to flex its muscles. That heater had to be why the Universe kicked in to impose good sense into my activities.
I don’t know how I fixed it. Maybe just pulling things apart and putting them back together, tapping on things, testing, and taking them apart again was what did it. Or maybe it was my genius brother, Invention.
So this morning I woke someplace warm for the first cold morning in at least a couple of years. I hope today I’ll be changing the oil on the RV, wrapping up a couple of other details, and try to round up the cats to hit the road before the end of the week.
But it’s not easy to feel much dissatisfaction with life when there’s warm out there to be had. I’m going to have to kick myself with some determination to impose a sense of urgency into my intentions.
But I’ve digressed. I’d planned to tell you about that truck I saw parked in front of the Humane Society Thrift Shop new construction area.
Can’t recall now what I was going to say about it.
Instead, here’s wishing all of you plenty of warm.