Almost time to go

The last few days Rose has allowed me to work half days so that I could spend time getting my house in order.  Today Mark took off for half a day as well and we drove over to Jerry’s shop so that Mark could change the oil and the oil filter on the RV.  It was a complicated matter of unhooking everything, pulling in the slides, and then hooking everything back up and putting the slides out again.  We invited Miss Rose over to see our place all clean and ready tonight. Continue reading

Grapes of Wrath

Several weeks ago Mark and I woke up to an NPR interview with a reporter from Harper’s.  The reporter had written an article about Workampers where she described us as elderly people who couldn’t afford to retire.  She told about a woman she interviewed who sounded suicidal because she was so depressed about having to live in her RV and travel around looking for work.  I commented on NPR’s web site asking where the reporter’s sense of adventure was. Continue reading

Working with Mark

There really isn’t enough work for two people in the office these days, so this morning Rose asked if I’d like to help Mark with cleaning the bathrooms and the laundry rooms.  I jumped at the chance to work with him.  We got everything cleaned, including over at the gas station that’s affiliated with our park, before time for me to cover my co-worker’s lunch.  Continue reading

Going nowhere

It’s been a while since I’ve written.  There hasn’t been anything out of the ordinary to write about, and today is no exception.  Rather than sight seeing or going shopping in Fairbanks, we decided to stay home and get some things done around the house.  The only thing I can say I’ve been doing lately is job hunting.  Yes, I know we have a job lined up in Montana in October, but I’m trying to line up something for after that.  We’d like to go south, maybe to Texas.  If any of you have any leads, please send them my way!

Bragging rights

Today was a very busy day and I was alone a good part of it.  I didn’t do too badly, and I actually sold a Good Sam membership!  Until today, I was the only one who hadn’t.  So I’m kind of proud of myself.  But not nearly as proud as I am of my nephew, Nate, who is a junior in high school.  Here is a report I got from my sister last night: Continue reading