A note about the different header picture. This is an older picture of the rv out off American Girl Mine Rd., west of Yuma. Even though it's old I felt it was a better fit than the other picture that was taken in Oregon.
Now on with the story.
There is so much to tell you and I have absolutely no energy to tell you the whole story so you'll get the very condensed version.
After arriving at the home we bought last spring, in Yuma, we started the process of making it our own. Had 2 loads of junk hauled off to the dump, got a painter scheduled to start the day after thanksgiving, yard cleaned up, bought new bed, ordered furniture for the living room. Busy busy busy.
The day the painter came to give us a bid he noticed this thing hanging from the ceiling. I thought it was a speaker wire. Wrong. Termites. Ok add getting the house sprayed for termites to the list.
Signs of termite. See that tail hanging from the ceiling?
On thanksgiving day mom voiced this idea that she couldn't really see us in this house. I thought about that for about 1 minute and agreed with her. The house was taking way too much money and time and all my energy as mom can't really help with anything. So we decided to move back into the rv, cancel furniture order, cancel painter, and clean up the house sort through our stuff and rent a storage unit and go back to the beginning. Living full time in the rv.
Back into storage.
So I got all that done in 5 days and let me tell you, I am tired, bone weary tired. But on the good side, it's all done and the house is for sale once again, and the market is up so we are hopeful. We drove away yesterday morning and it felt good, really good.
We are firm believers in the philosophy of, if a decision you've made isn't working for you move on. Don't waste time, cut your losses and move on down the road.
So tonight we are back dry camping at one of the spots in Yuma and on Tuesday we will head out of town going to Quartzsite for a few days and then on to the Phoenix area for Dr. appointments.
Yeah back on the road.
But wait there's more.
When we got to the house, since we were going to be there for a long time, I made the decision to let the cats outside. Well that worked for the first two weeks, then Bubba disappeared. In the midst of all the chaos around the house, piles going in and piles going out, that boy brought me a lizard at 3pm and that was the last I saw him for 3 days. I went knocking on all my new neighbors doors, introducing myself and asking if they had seen him. I did this on 3 streets mine and the two on either side of me. I even joined 3 Yuma facebook groups for pets, posting the picture you see below, and going to the website for the microchip he has, reporting him as lost. Interestingly after reporting him as missing to the microchip site I got an email alerting me to the fact that there was a lost pet in my area. In the end, all the time I spent walking around at night calling for him, did nothing. He came home on the third night at 3am. I was up and looked out the window and there he was. Cats will be cats and boy cats will be boys. Yes he's been neutered but apparently that isn't enough to keep him home. So now they only go out on leashes, of which we don't have any right now, so they're in the rv, only.
This is the picture of Bubba that I used on the facebook groups when he went missing for
So things here have calmed down a bit, my friend Bette is parked nearby and we've gone to dinner a couple of times. We're waiting for Amazon things to arrive at our newly rented UPS mailbox and then we're out of here.
Evie and Joy and Bubba and Missy
Isn't she an angel. Black lipstick and all.