There is definitely good news and there is bad news....Let's start with the good:
Sigh Me has almost fully recovered! (?) Naturally she is eating everything in sight and wants to sit in my lap all day, non-stop. I think she has discovered she is not invincible and it is making her insecure. So now, I am looking for a good cat therapist and in the meantime I am massaging her hourly and feeding her only the best cat food money can buy.
My Quail family has returned and I am eagerly watching for a new crop of babies. But, sadly, the quail are the only visitors I have had to the house. There are no buyers--or lookers--anywhere. The real estate agent held an open house last Sunday but no one came--at all. So it looks like the house may be on the market for a long, long time. And that means very little traveling for me. Perhaps some short trips to Tombstone or San Diego but not for any long length of time.
Do I miss traveling? More than I can say.
A good friend sent me this book that is a diary....
but, after 2 years on the road, it remains full of blank pages. (Subtitle: "The uncensored confessions of a trailer camp tramp")
I think Cracker Barrel parking lots may impede hot and steamy romances.
I am now re-adjusting my priorities. Tucson in the winter is unbelievably beautiful and I have been enjoying this amazing weather. But summer is fast approaching and I am sure it is going to be a scorcher. The garden is finally in shape and I am starting to plant flowers and herbs.
I have cleaned the RV and it is ready to go on a moments notice--or just for a short trip out into the desert when I start to get too depressed.
Until I am back on the road again I have decided to post in the blog only on Sundays. Even then I will probably have little to say. But It will remind me that I have not given up on traveling and I will keep you, my most loyal readers, apprised of any progress in that direction.