Saw my doctor on the 28th and he has released me to travel, as long as I keep up the work rehabbing my shoulder. It's really slow progress, but seeing the other folks at rehab is encouraging, as they tell me they were where I am now. I just want to get my strength back - yesterday!
I keep wondering where my winter went, but then have to remind myself that going through two surgeries pretty well takes it up!
Spent some long days planning and fine-tuning our route. Going in to a new region is WORK! So much to learn about the area and the campgrounds. I'm sure we'll enjoy the new scenery and know that the west coast is beautiful. We tried to work out our time so our forced days off (holidays and holiday weekends) are in places where we want to do some sight seeing.
Just got our trailer back from the shop - and I was NOT A HAPPY CAMPER! We took it in for a couple of items of warranty work almost 3 weeks ago (the TV and propane regulator). Roger went in one day last week to check on it, and was told that it had been broken in to 'a few days ago' and the TV, DVD player were gone, and the lock was messed up. Since Roger had already packed some of his tools in the storage areas before he took it to the shop, he went out to check on it. Thankfully, the tools were still there, and the only thing he found missing was the TV. There was no evidence it had been burglarized and we were a bit 'suspicious' to say the least. A bit too convenient that the TV was missing. Then they informed him that their insurance wouldn't cover it, since they have no liability on trailers 'stored' in their lot!
Ok, at this point, we just want our trailer so we can start packing and hit the road. Told we would have it Tuesday (I'm thinking morning . . .!) and it was 1:00 p.m. Wednesday before Roger finally got it. So Wednesday evening I head out to get started packing - only to find red mud tracked on to my spotless carpet! When I asked Roger for heat, he informed me we were out of propane! We had just filled the bottles before we had taken it in, and Roger had turned off the valves, since the propane regulator wasn't working. Now both tanks were empty and it's 6:30 p.m.! If we weren't so pressed for time, I would have had Roger taken it right back and made them clean carpets and fill propane bottles.
I had a 'moment of melt-down' and then suggested he make a trek out to the KOA, and maybe he could get some propane there. He did, and they graciously 'opened up' to fill our bottles. Needless to say, this will be the LAST TIME that Leisure Time RV gets our business! This is the second time they have been less than professional in their dealings with us. If I have my way, there won't be a third time, even though their location is extremely convenient for us. I've a mind to write one of 'my letters' to let them know how unhappy I am with them!
We worked until about 9:00 p.m. moving KOA supplies out of our closets and in to the trailer. Of course, we had to take our supper break at 7:00 - to coincide with American Idol.
To further complicate things, now they are predicting SNOW for today! At this point, we are going to be lucky to hit the road by Monday (3/7). We will definitely have to 'make tracks' once we get rolling.
A bit of added blessing to these last days at home, is our time with Hayden. His regular babysitter, Great Grandma Hughes, finally succumbed to the 'crud' that's been going around, and we had to step in to help out yesterday. What a joy that baby boy is! So happy, and he kept me smiling all day with his shenanigans. He loves his KOA jacket, but I think it is mostly because it is the same color as SpongeBob Squarepants!
He is definitely 'addicted' to Grandpa's Chex Mix. Roger keeps a large container by his recliner and every time Hayden (or for that matter ANY of the grandkids) comes over, he heads straight for it. He does his best to lug it to one of us and waits impatiently until we open it and hand him a piece.
As I mentioned, the 'crud' has been making the rounds of our family. Randy's youngest, Nick, managed to catch the worst of it when the full blown flu hit him and then, not 24 hours later when he wasn't responding to the medicine, they discovered he also had strep. One sick young man! It sure creates a 'Catch 22' when everyone is trying not to spread this stuff, but Shelly has been pulling her hair out trying to keep up with her job, school and a sick one at home. I know we'll all be glad when this winter is behind us!
I know I have been remiss in keeping this blog updated, but promise to do better as we travel. I'm off now to my last physical therapy session for a while. The therapist promises to load me down with sheets of exercises so I can keep working while we roll.
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