Settling in
Met my neighbors- Jim and his wife are full-timers who used to live in the area and are here doing their medical checkups until December is over. They have a Cheetah diesel coach which is very elegant. He seems nice and I have not met his wife. The dog is a plump chihuahua-terrier mix with a a protective personality. They rescued it from a life lived in a bathroom and he is the apple of their eye.
The other neighbor is one of the good Quebecois-he had a hilarious big fluffy white dog last year-personality plus. I asked about her and learned "she had cancer in the mammals and it went to her lunges so the Vet shot her." So sad even at age 13. But, he speaks and smiles and seems to have separated himself from the merde de poullet Quebecois who are down in the new section of the park this year. I am glad I passed on that section- they are packed in like sardines down there. I have a nice yard here.
Today I spent time under, inside, next to, and on top of the coach, reinstalling sunshades, trying to fix the air-ride (the compressor runs constantly, bringing the battery down) removing the sun protection dust covers and window coverings, going to the grocery store for ketchup, mustard, mayo, butter, and all those things I pitched in the spring. Bought the small sizes because of that factor and the refrigerator is small-it is a live and learn life here in the vagabond world. Watched Oprah, took a nap. Life is good. Supposed to get down to 69 degrees this weekend. Brrr.
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