Thursday, January 26, 2017
I realize the answer to my question
I have mentioned before how hard it is for us to release these seats beside the kitchen table where we spend probably too many hours on the internet via a cell signal instead of in a home with ‘FAST’ internet.
I have a problem with memory of what my mind considers insignificant (to me) facts. I can be told who is going to play in the World Series or Super bowl and I will forget it in 5 minutes. I depend on the brain I married who catalogs important facts as well as the mundane. If she doesn’t have it in that pretty head, it is written down within reach.
(Outside pics are from our walk)
That said, I know we moved a lot, and I remember the cities, towns, states and countries we have visited and lived in, but to tell you the years, that is tough, most times I cannot do it.
Yesterday I asked how long have we had lived in a motor home. She gave me the times we were part time. The times we were full time in each coach and the time we took a 2 yr break to live on Lake Dora.
So the bare fact is, we have lived in motor homes longer than we ever lived on a foundation, much longer. This is home.
This is a flexible home, with what my friend MaryAnn calls a ‘butt rubbing’ kitchen. Example, for a little over a week we will live on the banks of the Peace River. We get to enjoy a walk along the river with what some would call mundane views, but to me they are fantastic. Next week we will be parked where we can hear the fireworks at Disney every night, and go down town Disney if we decide.
So now I know (I guess what I have known) the why it is hard for me to settle down to a house. This is really home! I can usually see my girl and grab a kiss 24/7. She is a good kisser. She can still start my motor. I have never needed ‘time away’. I enjoyed a good long kiss yesterday and told her, ‘you know, when we lived in a house, I didn’t get as many kisses.’ She smiled and said, “I know.” I do like the little house in Deltona, and I miss it a little, or is it the working on it that I miss? I honestly do not know.
We actually met this cop on the trail. He didn't have donuts, but he did have ice cream in the back seat and he had stopped to take a bite.