Drip, Drip, Drip – A Sound I Hate An erratic metronome of water droplets assaults my ears as soon as I move back into the RV.  The flush button on the toilet is leaking again.  This has got to STOP!  Storm has repaired this delicate electronic part before and I remember the “cuss”tom fit he […]

After what seems an endless amount of time, I finally complete the job of emptying my black and grey tanks with the macerator pump.  My pants are ripped, and I am covered in dirt and disgusting liquids. I plan ahead for this project.  I do not shower thinking I might need to once I get […]

Cleaning the outside of the RV is high on my list of chores.  Sure wish I could just envelope it in a huge bubble like the one shown above.  I tackle this job by washing only half of the RV per day.  Remembering  that together Storm and I could whip this job out in a […]

I once read a classic Southern turn of the century coming of age novel called Cold Sassy Tree.   The story tells of a man whose wife of many years dies.  In the story, the man marries his assistant within a few weeks after his wife’s funeral.  Responding to his children’s outrage, he offers an […]