Home again
I remember a nursery rhyme that mentioned being home again in a jig. Sometimes it takes a bit longer. We’re back after a 2 day road trip over to that next province. Full of fear of a big storm that never manifested. And the RV went for its repairs which means we now have heat. Not to be cynical but going on the hottest day in summer to get your furnace fixed must have struck the people there as odd. Getting the furnace fixed will also give us hot water and at some point I’m going to have to try taking a shower inside.For years I have found work arounds like getting lost in campgrounds but my time is coming I have worked out the physical motions necessary to shower in a very small space. No waving of arms or flailing. At least the water will be hot. Did you know the cold water can give you a heart attack? I don’t want to tempt fate on that one. So we made our trip back to the Island without any untoward stress. The road on that route is good and we just had to make up the time that we had spent waiting for parts at the repair place. It seems they missed getting one light bulb to work but it is in the shower and therefore it does not really matter. Now we’re home trying to fit all the little pieces back into their proper holes period. Charging cables mainly. Outside our foxy friends were waiting. Almost as if we had never left. And now we’re getting ready for the next round of visitors. Sometime in the next week I think. There is a calendar I just cannot see it. Title home again home again
