Moving in an RV

We each have our jobs on moving days. Sherry secures the stuff on the inside. the chairs and drawers that can come flying out on a turn. The Doors on slides and shower  that must be secured. She has a couple pet things that bug her, the pan in the toaster oven rattles.  She has also put things between the pans so they won’t make much noise. The coffee pot must be secured also.

I take care of the outside mostly. Awnings, jacks, chairs, etc.

We also share in decisions in our home. She of course handles the small unimportant decisions leaving the BIG ones to macho ME. That has always been true in our family. I was explaining that to my friend Tuck, he said, “Okay what does she decide?”

I said, “The small stuff of course. What I will cook for supper, what type of vacuum I will use. She also decides what clothes we will wear and when we will trade cars or buy a new motor home.”

“Well what in heck do you decide?”

“Man I don’t have time for that small stuff, I rack my brain whether we should back Israel on the Iran attack. If we should pull out  all together from Afghanistan.  There was a time I had to decide if Bill Clinton should be impeached, and now I am concerned if I should call Mr. Cain to see if he has time to be president, seems he has been pretty busy himself. Also, I am a little bummed about the design of the new aircraft carrier the USN is planning. This is a heavy burden.”

Tuck was shaking his head as he got back on his Motorcycle and left (mumbling something about calling Buddy).  Now he will be trying to help me decide some of this stuff..  Life is tough for us who carry the heavy weights.

I have a lot on my mind, but thanks for coming by the log. I will consider all advice, Thanks in advance.

Nite Shipslog

PS:

When a person dies, hearing is the last sense to go.  (OUCH, I might be dead and don’t know it!)

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A great truck:

1965 Chevrolet 1/2 ton p/u