Home. Unloaded. Getting clean.
Travel trauma #1, Tick on dog (eeeeewwww!): Removed and preserved.
Travel trauma #2, Teen tired of parents: Showered, changed, and fled.
Travel trauma #3, Potential structural damage to front of RV (the bumpy roads were not my fault): Tomorrow. We’ll deal with it tomorrow. Sigh.
Today’s lessons and accomplishments in RV life:
1. I did not forget a single ingredient for the dressing or the cranberries, and both are prepped and ready for tomorrow!
2. We’ve gottagotaLowe’s today, again, which regrettably confirms my fear that not owning a house will not reduce our trips there. At all.
3. The dudes are outside, using a proper tape measure to determine the RV’s height. Our previous method involved shouting, “Made it!” as we cleared underpasses, the lowest of which so far has been 13’7″.
4. This top is too short to be worn with leggings, ever, even in Nobodyknowsus, Oklahoma. I may be camping, but I’ve got my standards — and a full-length mirror. Let us all give thanks.
When we parked the RV on Thursday afternoon, it was 85 degrees outside.
This morning? 36.
Thank you, central Texas, for allowing us the opportunity to test both the AC and the heat within less than 48 hours!