Summer Reflections

 

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me'.

 

I’ve learned a few things this year. Maybe I should say I’ve confirmed a few things. Having a home base is very different than not having a home base.  Or, should I call it our summer place?  Is it good? The answer to that might be a strong maybe. It just depends on what the purpose of it is. In the past we’ve had this little place that we would usually pull our motorhome into and settle at for maybe a month or so but not a long period like this year. There wasn’t much work to do in the past so it was just a time to practically do nothing. A month isn’t a long time.  It felt good to have our own dirt  ... really, really good. This year it’s been a lot different.

We also had a constant visitor in the past but that was before Uncle Sam had other ideas.  This year not so much until recently.  Our granddaughter, Sandi, has been spending some time with us ... which we like.  She's such a doll to have around.  We have talks.  She goes on walks with me, goes swimming and tries to win at bingo!  We also have great neighbors with the deer and the birds.   We don’t see a lot of our two-legged neighbors except on the weekends.  Then, they come in groups.  We used to like weekends best.  Now we like the quiet weekdays but September is coming.  When September shows up it starts getting pretty quiet just about every place.

Lee and Sabrina spent some time with us last  weekend.  We sure enjoyed their visit.  They were amazed at all the changes.  Justin arrives tomorrow.  In preparation for his homecoming he has already given his mom a list of foods he wants and mentioned he wants a barbecue with us. That’s our boy!!!!

We’ve been doing one heck of a lot of work that we didn't have to do before.  All work and no play makes Jeri a very dull girl. Half of me has a tremendous hitch itch and the other half wants to nest.  I'm not so sure I like the fight within.  In the winter things aren't so quiet and we have lots of company most places we go.  I do miss the camaraderie of our RV friends and being on the road.  You know the saying .. I’m just crying in my beer … but, oops, I don’t drink beer!  Sandi would tell me I'm having a pity party.

It may be too quiet here but being in an RV park during the summer can really be just the opposite.  It's a zoo.  You find many young families with tents, trailers and pop-ups. I’m not against that.  I think every family should spend time outdoors and camp with their kids.   It’s just that I don’t necessarily want to have my motorhome parked next to them.  The problem is the parks are full during the summer with people.  Actually it’s not just the parks.  It’s the neighborhoods, the fairs, the beaches and just about every place else is full too.

I’m blaming the little outing we took to the coast as being responsible for my hitch itch.  However, it really started before that … thus, the trip to the coast.   We have a little shindig planned here right after Labor Day.  When I originally started this blog over a week ago, we were thinking we'd pull out shortly after that.  However, family happenings sometimes change things and they have done just that.  We will share with you the changes in a few days.

I also originally wrote we didn't know where we would head but now I'm going to say we do kinda know where we'll end up this winter but just don't know quite how we'll get there.  We’ll be back to our little summer hideaway next year and maybe get a chance to look at nesting differently.

‘Tis life on the road.