On the Road with Bob

Brookside

Next week I will be flying (again) to New England, instead of motoring in the RV. I have misgivings about this move, BIG TIME!

My daughter, and her husband Roger, host an annual family get together at the homestead in New Hampshire, sometime near Fathers Day. Okay, so it turns out that I am slated for wrist surgery in July, and that means several weeks of re-hab, with NO DRIVING! Yipes, I have two vehicles.( I doubt that anyone can keep me from being behind the wheel for anywhere CLOSE to six weeks, but anyway.) I am going along with the program as devised by the NH contingent, even though I cannot see an iota of logic to it. Thirty-five years of full-timing; eschewing indoor living and practices deemed “normal”.

My car is in storage in Las Vegas. My RV will be in storage in Orlando. And I will be in storage in the north. I will not have access to my house, with everything that encompasses. I will not have the accoutrement I have  lived with all these years. I won’t have my easel, my brushes or paints. I will not be able to extricate my goods now stored in New Hampshire, and with a move to the western states  on tap, that is a necessity. GOOD GRIEF!

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