"When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, and the road you're traveling seems all uphill...." That's from a very insightful poem that I shall not continue to quote as what follows are a many stringing together of some ugly words. True, but ugly. Did you know that if you want to change your address from say the UPS store post boxes which you rent, the postal service will not do this? I have no idea how we are supposed to get mail from here once we move. We tried to change our address to our "land" address here locally, so that the husband could get his driver license delivered in the mail, but we can't. So now his "paper/stand in/hold this and pretend it's real" license expires on Friday (the day we will be out of town) which could put a serious cramp in our travels. How is he supposed to get the actual hard copy delivered if we cannot change the address?! Can't! Too bad! Best of luck buddy!
Cripes.
I believe my laundry will be done drying in nine minutes. Rather, I believe the time will have run out on the dryers I paid to dry my clothes. The actual drying of them during that time seems to be optional and up to the machine itself. I'm pretty sure there's a "no clothesline" rule here at the campground, which is unfortunate because any garment not dried by the machine gets brought inside the camper, hung up in various locations, and moisture is invited in.
We will be setting sail tomorrow evening for parts bound in warmth. We get two glorious kid-free days, free of the camper, and free of (most) responsibilities. I shall remove my brain from my head and leave it somewhere secured for safe keeping. Until then.....
Cripes.
I believe my laundry will be done drying in nine minutes. Rather, I believe the time will have run out on the dryers I paid to dry my clothes. The actual drying of them during that time seems to be optional and up to the machine itself. I'm pretty sure there's a "no clothesline" rule here at the campground, which is unfortunate because any garment not dried by the machine gets brought inside the camper, hung up in various locations, and moisture is invited in.
We will be setting sail tomorrow evening for parts bound in warmth. We get two glorious kid-free days, free of the camper, and free of (most) responsibilities. I shall remove my brain from my head and leave it somewhere secured for safe keeping. Until then.....
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