Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Well, lets see what else . . . .

Lots of work on the house. The first picture is my little bungalow before the siding was put on.

Now a tour:And a place for my ribbon windsocks:I still have more to do - finish the detailing on the rest of the windows, more detailing on the porch posts, the porch eaves, and a few touchups here and there.

Meanwhile, my truck is going into the body shop this week to get the hail damage repaired. When I was coming home from the cardiologist visit several weeks ago, I hit a freak hailstorm. It was called freak because it wasn't suppose to be. First I hit a waterfall rainstorm and about a mile into that big waterfall, I hit the frozen waterfall. It was awful, I couldn't see but about a foot in front of the truck and forget seeing behind me. I knew there was a car in front of me, but had no idea what was coming up behind me - was praying it wasn't a semi. The road was slippery, truck was sliding around, the noise was nerve wracking, I kept saying "Not my new windshield (from the pheasant collision) and my new passenger side mirror that had just been replaced 3 days earlier." The hail just kept coming and coming, stones from walnut to golf ball size.

I did take 3 days and headed over to Milford Lake, near Junction City KS to spend some time with fellow Casita owners at the Kansas Get-Together.






Met a bunch of new folks and saw a few I have known for awhile. Picked up some information I needed too. It was a good mixture of time socializing with everyone and time just to do what you want. My kind of get-together.
















Here are a few other summer photos of what went on:


Lets see, had lots of storms, visit from friends, housemate Jim enjoying the porch, saw a circumhorizontal arc rainbow, local parade for the annual Riverfest event, and of course lots of visits from Buster - oh, and Juno too. They usually come together.

I hope to be hitting the road around mid-October for 4 or 5 weeks. Have a tentative plan to visit my brother and his family in SoCal, my 50th high school reunion in Temecula, visit an old friend in Palm Springs and then ramble home through southern Ariz and work my way up to see son in New Mexico and maybe some friends in Truth or Consequences NM. So keep your fingers crossed for me, as am ready to hitch up and move on out.

PS I don't know why those lines above are underlined. I can't figure out how to remove it.

Friday, September 17, 2010

My Summer Work Stint is Over

This subject is difficult for me and I have been avoiding writing anything. I have mixed feelings so bare with me.

I worked at High Plains Camping, at Exit 70 on I-70 at Oakley Kansas this summer. I started May 3, working 3 days a week through Labor Day weekend. During harvest time I worked 10 days, as not only was the Park busy with summer travelers, but there were a number of custom harvesters there for anywhere from 3/4 days to a number of weeks. I also worked 5 days in a row, while the owner took 5 days off and got out of town. I worked the gardens, watered, weeded, did a little mowing, cleaned the restrooms (not that bad there at least), picked up any trash around the sites, visited, opened the office in the morning, kept the barn (which is a "social hall") orderly, pulled sand burrs and goathead burrs like crazy, killed ants; and after I pretty much learned the basics of the office told the owner to go take 5 days off and let's see how much I've learned.

Mary is the owner of the Park and she put out a request on Facebook to her friends asking if anyone would like to come help her this summer. I thought this would be a good opportunity to "learn the other side of the counter". And, it was. Mary and I have become good friends, having become friends through Twitter first, then Facebook, then in person. I did stay at her Park last Fall at the beginning of my trip to the Dakotas and Iowa.

She is, well me at age 50 - able to multi-task, good organization, a head for stats, is on top of the latest marketing methods, a gregarious person, very knowledgeable about the RV industry and RV park industry, hard worker, loves cats, has a wealth of friends. But, but you can keep all this high energy up for only so long when you don't let yourself have some real quality time with yourself and let your hair down. I know, I've been there. There isn't much a friend can do but be there to listen and lend a shoulder, because the victim doesn't hear or realize what is happening until the meltdown has started. I had my daughter to help me through my mess and will eternally be grateful for that. It took a long time to recover. Mary's guest base now is mostly empty-nesters and soon the snowbirds will be heading south, so her pace is slower; and, think she is taking "me time". Love ya Mary.

I liked the part of being there for her and believe that my agreeing to be there for her this summer was meant to be. Doing the physical work was good for me physically. It kept "arthur"itis at bay and I gradually acclimated myself to the dryer climate and the heat. I am glad, for me, that I only worked 3 days a week as when I would come home on Thursday all I did was sleep! I had to be very careful about not letting myself get dehydrated and did a few times, adding to my fatigue. I met a lot of interesting people - and animals, mostly dogs and even a parrot. Met some folks who own a Casita like mine. Saw some really beautiful rigs and a few beautifully restored vintage trailers. Neighbor Mike and Farmer David are new friends, I am proud to say. My little Eggie and I made it through some pretty tough storms at the beginning of the summer with winds getting up to 60-65 mph and we put up with the 100+ heat later in the summer. I did not like the bull snakes though. I even made it through the 5 days running the Park by myself, without pulling my hair out. I did crash at home though.

Originally, I had a nice list of projects/objects I would spend my hard earned income on. Well, the medical bills weren't on the list, neither was the new windshield, nor trying to find a new air conditioner for the trailer, nor a new laptop; but, I did get a new passenger side mirror for the truck (been driving around with a busted one wrapped with clear duct tape for 3 years), and I didn't have to ask my housemate help with paying the guy who mows the lawn.

Okay, would I do this again? No, is my answer right now. I'm not going to say "never" though.

Insect bite

Well, it happened again out at my workplace in early August. I just can't seem to stay away from those nasty critters/or they just are naturally drawn to me.

Whatever, something found my right ankle to be tasty and bite me. A few days later, a small blister started and it grew and grew and grew. It was hard not to hit it because of the location, but it could have been in a worse spot I guess. I kept it covered: 1 - because it was ugly; and 2 - if it broke I didn't want it exposed.

Finally, a week later it started draining very slowly. Three days later, I was in the Oakley hospital ER because the dang thing was sending out little red streaks. In my mind, that wasn't good. The ER doc cleaned the skin away (oh gad that stung) and looked at the puncture area through a magnifier. She proclaimed there wasn't any infection nor ulceration. She said it probably wasn't a brown recluse, wolf or hobo spider as they almost always have an ulcer at the bite site; but, she wasn't ruling any of them out 100%. She gave me prescription for an antibiotic and a steroid - which I couldn't take very well. Used a steroid cream instead.

It's healed up now but I have this nice oval bright pink area on the inside of my right ankle.