At home in a motorhome

They didn't say it was going to be easy. But after a really, really long day, I am ensconced in the motor home awaiting Margaret to arrive from D.C. From her reports, she had a tough week and is looking forward to being at home (with cat and yours truly).

I arose at 5:00 a.m. today and starting packing the loose ends. Had planned to roll out of the RV park here in Salt Lake by 9:30 to be a the dealer's by 10:00. After what was supposed to be one hour of paperwork and another hour of walk through, it was to be time to start moving worldly possessions.

But of course, nothing ever goes exactly as planned. Considering what might have been, it actually worked out pretty well. The plan was to park the motorhome adjacent to the trailer to enable a short trip between units with boxes, et.al. Well, it was adjacentand you might have gotten several sheets of paper between the units. But both doors opened (without hitting) so it looked like it would work out. (The salesman had promised some help from staff in moving stuff - haven't seen them yet.)

And of course, just as I began the process, the heavens opened up. It is not supposed to rain in the desert. Fortunately it kept the temperature down. I was able to partially deploy an awning to keep most of the big drops off.

How close was I to the next unit? I couldn't open the slide(s) or even the cargo doors on that side. Fortunately, someone noticed my dilemma and moved the trailer on the other side so I could get at the cargo doors (between rain drops). Great fun.

As I worked, I experienced the classic good news / bad news. The new unit is significantly more commodious. I haven't begun to fill cabinets or cargo door storage. The bad news is the sizes aren't exactly the same so some stuff doesn't fit where it did the in the trailer. More important, Margaret is going to have a fit trying to figure out why I put stuff where I did. Not being a cook, I didn't have a feel for where tools and spices needed to be. Good news, even though the refrigerator looks like it's the same size as the old unit, it is quite a big bigger - room for more groceries.

Just got a call from Margaret at the gate - she's arrived. Got to go chill the White Star!

More later from yours truly.
Wayne