Home Sweet Motorhome

Hey y’all!  So, the last time I posted, it was a piece my husband wrote about scammers on Facebook Marketplace falsely advertising top-notch motorhomes and RV’s for ridiculously low pricing. 

Today, I’m writing because we finally made it happen.  Yes, we bought our motorhome!

This week has been so anxiety driven and action packed, I’m simply glad we were able to accomplish the enormous task. 

Hubby and I have been scouring Facebook Marketplace for what feels like months.  I swear to y’all, I was checking the site 5, 6, 7 times a day just to see if anything new had been added, and I was rechecking motorhomes and RV’s which we’d already read over deciding not to inquire.  Well, last week, hubby found this one, a 24ft with 2 sleeping areas. 

So, through the weekend I enquired with the seller, first making sure it was still available, exchanging numbers for better communication, and finally, arranging it so that we had a ride to go and look at the motorhome. 

On Monday, my dad and his wife agreed to take my husband, daughter, and myself to go and look at it; just under an hour to get there, and the same to get back.  The motorhome looked just as it did in its pictures, the interior is needing some work, but no more than we can handle, and my husband started it up.  It cranked over like a beast on the first try. 

On Tuesday, the guy selling it was nice enough to help us out a little further, and personally drove the motorhome to us though Hurricane Ida was making her way through.  I was browning some ground beef to make chili when I happened to look out our kitchen windows and saw our motorhome drive by on the next road over from ours. 

The only detail I don’t like about the motorhome interior is its carpet.  I hate carpet.  I hate carpet.  Did I mention, I hate carpet?

On Wednesday, after I finished with my scheduled classes for the morning, my husband and I tackled face first into the next project… ripping the carpet out.  We spent that afternoon and Thursday afternoon ripping carpet out and removing the trash accumulated and left behind by previous owners. 

Sorry, it’s not the best, clearest photo of the carpet before I tore it up, but you get the idea that it had to go.

On Friday, I admit I didn’t do anything with our motorhome.  Instead, I taught 3 scheduled classes, took a nice long nap, and then proceeded to do very little through the rest of the day.  Everyone needs a day off from working and I was more than exhausted. 

Same general area as previous photo, but after I ripped the carpeting out. We’re going to put down water resistant wood laminate.

I’m hopeful that next week we’ll be able to get it properly tagged and titled as well as install new flooring in it.  Once the new flooring is in, I can properly scrub everything inside, from top to bottom, then proceed with the details of minimizing our belongings.  We’re not hoarders, but we do have a lot of things, most of it being in the media department.

I said we had a lot of books.

So, everything has been a process, but we’re getting there… one day at a time.  I know it’ll all be worth it once we’re moved in and settled. 

As always, thanks for reading y’all!

Busy, Busy, Busy, But Writing

Hey y’all!  I’m a so sorry I have not posted.  Until yesterday, Valentine’s Day, I have been so busy.  Between teaching 2-3 classes literally everyday, assisting my daughter when she’s in virtual class, and writing, I’ve been swamped, and tired.

The good news is that I’ve been creating as well as revising.  I’ve nearly finished all the rewriting I had to start on, now I’m creating new stuff, and digging into files for stuff I started when I first ‘officially’ picked up a pen and wrote my first sentence with a topic in mind.

I’m working on a rough draft of a piece I titled ’17 to 35′.  One day, probably a month ago, I was sitting in my bedroom in front of my mirror.  I was doing something, not looking in the mirror, but I did stop to look.  However, instead of looking at myself, I looked at the stuff I could see in the mirror behind me.  There are pictures of me sitting on our windowsill, when I was 17.  I’m 35 now.  Life has greatly changed.

I also wrote a new piece titled ‘The Text Message’.  It’s about a text message I received from a friend, and our entire conversation, that ended our friendship.  I felt used by this person because he had the audacity to slam me an unfaithful friend when I didn’t help him do something.  More details to come when you buy my book after it’s published.

Finally, I came up with an idea to write a piece which I will dedicate to my mother.  ‘A Dedication to My Mother’ will be about the good my mother did do for me though I considered her a terrible mother when I was younger.  Not only do I write about my feelings towards the things she did or didn’t do, I’m thanking her for all that she did do without realizing it.  She was a good person, just mislead.

So, y’all see, I’m writing, but I’ve also been booked nearly solid for classes, I’ve been preparing my daughter for her Interim Assessments, my husband and I had a court hearing to appear for about his current disability, and I’ve simply needed to take time for myself.  The court hearing about his disability, really put my nerves on edge.  Not knowing which way they were going to go.  The good news is, everything is just fine, and things are back to normal.

My husband and I enjoyed a nice, quiet Valentine’s Day.  We haven’t been able to for several years.  Either he was working at a restaurant, I was working, we didn’t have money, or we didn’t care.  We’ve experienced a couple Valentine’s Day’s when our moods were soured by a situation and we ignored it like it was a Tuesday.  Last night we cooked a flavorful dinner for two of salmon filets, fresh asparagus spears wrapped in bacon and roasted in the oven, sauteed fresh mushrooms, diced onion, and diced fresh garlic, cooked in white wine, and Long Grain Wild Rice.  It was a box of Rice-A-Roni.  The dinner was absolutely delicious.  Salmon is my favorite fish, but I love seafood in general.  After dinner, we played a couple quiet games of scrabble while drinking a couple beers.  Neither one of us kept score.  I had a lot of fun.  How was your Valentine’s Day with you Valentine?

Well, for now, I’m going to close, but look for my next post to be around or after St. Patrick’s Day.  I’m getting ready for cooking up some corned beef and cabbage and getting my Guinness on.  Maybe I’ll share a picture of my St. Patrick’s Day outfit, complete with a leprechaun hat.  It’s so cute!  Anyway, until next time.  Thanks for reading y’all!

“Checking In, Write A Thought”

Good morning!  The sun is shining, the birds can be heard through my currently closed office window, and all school assignments, tests, and quizzes have been completed for the week.  It’s Friday!

Since speaking one-on-one with a person from Page Publishing this past Tuesday, I’ve been working faithfully on my manuscript, literally for a couple of hours every day since.  For the past two days though, I’ve been struggling for an angle to write a certain story.  I’m writing a piece to submit for Chicken Soup for the Soul’s “The Golden Years–Life After 60” topic about how my dad and ‘bonus’ mom met, and the obstacles they fought to be together.  Yesterday, I finally broke through the wall of thought, and I think I have a much stronger lead now than I gave myself to work with the other day.  Never settle just because it’s a rough draft.  If it doesn’t ‘feel’ right or workable, it’s probably trash.  There have been times it took me three to four tries to create a working rough draft.

Since speaking with the person from Page Publishing, I won’t lie, I’ve been thinking about the next steps–cover design, the possibility of seeing and holding my physical book in hand after it’s published, and book signings.  It’s quite the new world to explore; a rather ‘large’ world and ‘large’ doesn’t even really describe it.  New authors are coming out every day, and a lot of them are coming out as New York Times Bestselling authors.  I wouldn’t mind a taste of that title, but that’s only going to be possible if my book, my memoir, is deemed ‘publish worthy’.

It will be publish worthy, because I’m writing about life.  I’m writing about the things I’ve seen, how I’ve lived, the choices I made, the bad and the good, where I came from, the things I’ve learned, and I’m writing about all of this because it can help someone else in, and during their own tough times and situations.  There are always lessons to be learned, sometimes it takes words from a book or helpful advice from a friend, neighbor, family member, or complete stranger to see the error or the solution.  I have been that friend, neighbor, family member, or complete stranger with great advice, but I’m better in writing.