It's about time.

Many of you that can relate to this. Working long hours at your career. Raising your families. Buying a home and paying all the bills related to being homeowners and parents. We're now retired and don't need all that work and expense. Now "It's about time" to follow our dreams.

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Friday, January 6, 2012

It's coming together.

Our Location Today is Tecumseh, Ontario, Canada.

We both still had a restless night from a combination of being sick and cold. After breakfast we checked a few E-mails and got ready to pick up our truck. On our way out the door I ran into Vince one of the apartment maintenance people and asked about the status of the repair to our heater. He was shocked that our heater hadn't been fixed yet after two days. He said he'd speak to his supervisor and let us know personally.

Chinese Garden in San Antonio Texas
So we headed out to get our truck and drop off the rental but on the way Kathy's cell phone started ringing. Our daughter Karen needed help to put the bins for her Christmas lights up in the garage attic. She was told what we were doing and that we'd head over after we were done.

North-Western Texas K.O.A.
Each row of trailers had a different type of Cactus Plants
The truck looked good as new as if this had all been a bad dream. The body shop we deal with is on the Insurance Companies "A" list of shops they use. They Guarantee their work for three years dealing with anything related to the repair of that particular job. 
Kathy got to drive our truck over to the rental company so we could return the loaner. She gets a laugh every once in a while because you can actually see men doing a double take that it's a woman driving a truck of that size. Some will ask her if it's her truck and are floored when she says yes. Hello folks women have been driving semis for ages.

Our Guide on Grand Canyon Tour 2008
After taking care of some banking that got shelved while we were sick we stopped for lunch out then headed to Karen's. She was out front taking down her decorations from her shrubs when we arrived. Kathy headed in to stay warm while I started unhooking the timers and extension cords. Next Karen handed the bins from the attic so she could start packing the decorations. I got the step ladder and had the lights off the eavestroughs  and packed away in about five minutes. We finished packing that up, put everything back in the attic in less then 45 minutes tops. Next up was a nice hot cup of tea to take the chill off the bones.
Route 66 Between Flagstaff and Vegas
When we arrived at our apartment  we  were surprised to find our door unlocked  but happy to see Vince the maintenance man and Rob the Electrician inside performing the final stages of repairing the heater. There's heat in this here house and it feels good! Now just maybe we can get a good nights sleep and finish shaking off this bug.
Leaving Vegas towards Yellowstone
After supper Kathy and I went over to visit our friends Kathie and Ross. Ross works for the security that is watching over the rebuilding of the Sifto Salt Mines in Godrich. On August 21, 2011 the town of Godrich took a direct hit by quite a powerful tornado that nearly wiped out the town but also did considerable damage to the salt mine. If any of you recall Al Bossence of the Bayfield Bunch wrote about it as well as presenting quite vivid photo pictorial of the aftermath. Well since then Ross has spent more time in Godrich working then at home. He even missed out on Christmas and New Years with his family.

Smugde Pot Fields in Yellowstone Park
Anyways Kathy and I arrived at their apartment building to find no lights on in their apartment. We didn't understand what happened because Ross and I set this up when I called to wish him Merry Christmas in Godrich. So we sit back in the truck to wait in case they had to run an errand. Not even a minute goes by and they pull up in their car. They had gone to our place to visit us. Oh well next time I'll have to make sure I'm hearing correctly. We still had an enjoyable visit until shortly after 8 p.m. when I suddenly couldn't talk any more. My throat started constricting almost totally choking off my voice.  
One of the Greeters that Roamed the RV Park in Wyoming.
Once we got home I gargled with Buckley's Cough Syrup and can almost speak normal now.

It's about time.


On a crowded bus one man noticed another passenger had
his eyes closed. "What's the matter? Are you sick?" he asked.
"No, I'm okay," he replied, "I just hate to see old ladies standing."

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