Man boy howdy, I'm at a loss again this morn'n bout what to write about. We finished that ignition switch installation/replecement, got everthing all put back together....tools lay'n all over the floor. I hope I never have to go through this again.
This morn'n I feel some of the results of a old man do'n a young mans job. Damn that hip hurts. Just above my hip, I got me a muscle pull up so tight like the first string on a guitar. Don't nobody go tell'n me what that string is....it don't make no matter. I massaged an' pressure pointed that tight sucker. Put me some pain cream on it. Then I stick my finger in my eye. YIKES, that shit burns like hell. Muscle still tight this morn'n.
"On the road again"......no, that thought ain't even entered my mind. In fack, there ain't nuttin enter my mind. I feel good to be back in south Texas, but now what the hell am I gonna do??? Location has soooo much to do with how the mind reacts. Sinton, Texas is NOT the best place in the world for a retiree to set up camp. Fifty miles to the big city of Corpus Christi. 35 mile just to wet a fish'n lure. Sidewalks roll up at 6pm. Vacant businesses in every block. Closest hospital is right across the street (35 mile) from the fish'n lure wet'n place. Walmarts bout the same distance.
Speak'n of Walmart, I need to go to Lowes.....located right across the street from Walmart (35 mile). The carpet under the desk/hobby workbench needs to be pull slap out an' replace with some vinyl floor'n....to match. Trim it out with beautiful oak. It's a 1 day job if'n I can find my table saw to cut the oak trim. It don't really have to be done, but I put it on my list. An' if'n it's on my list, at some point an' time, it's gonna be done. Ha ha....just not today.
I ain't got no other projects, other than the tug boat....but that's a hobby. Oh wait, my wonderful nephew Joseph broke a drawer guide on my tool cabinet in one the under "da house" compartments. Just off track I'm think'n. Then there's a ton of housework that piled up. Dishes, desktop cluttered, full trash bag, sweep an' mop the floors....tools lay'n all over the place. Dang, I could use me another "yo mama".
What the hell??? I done forget to publish this stuff.
The drawer is fixed. 2/3rds the tools are stowed. Dishes are soak'n in super hot water. Half the desktop is back in decent order. "Damn Billy Bob, you hot today".
This morn'n I feel some of the results of a old man do'n a young mans job. Damn that hip hurts. Just above my hip, I got me a muscle pull up so tight like the first string on a guitar. Don't nobody go tell'n me what that string is....it don't make no matter. I massaged an' pressure pointed that tight sucker. Put me some pain cream on it. Then I stick my finger in my eye. YIKES, that shit burns like hell. Muscle still tight this morn'n.
"On the road again"......no, that thought ain't even entered my mind. In fack, there ain't nuttin enter my mind. I feel good to be back in south Texas, but now what the hell am I gonna do??? Location has soooo much to do with how the mind reacts. Sinton, Texas is NOT the best place in the world for a retiree to set up camp. Fifty miles to the big city of Corpus Christi. 35 mile just to wet a fish'n lure. Sidewalks roll up at 6pm. Vacant businesses in every block. Closest hospital is right across the street (35 mile) from the fish'n lure wet'n place. Walmarts bout the same distance.
Speak'n of Walmart, I need to go to Lowes.....located right across the street from Walmart (35 mile). The carpet under the desk/hobby workbench needs to be pull slap out an' replace with some vinyl floor'n....to match. Trim it out with beautiful oak. It's a 1 day job if'n I can find my table saw to cut the oak trim. It don't really have to be done, but I put it on my list. An' if'n it's on my list, at some point an' time, it's gonna be done. Ha ha....just not today.
I ain't got no other projects, other than the tug boat....but that's a hobby. Oh wait, my wonderful nephew Joseph broke a drawer guide on my tool cabinet in one the under "da house" compartments. Just off track I'm think'n. Then there's a ton of housework that piled up. Dishes, desktop cluttered, full trash bag, sweep an' mop the floors....tools lay'n all over the place. Dang, I could use me another "yo mama".
What the hell??? I done forget to publish this stuff.
The drawer is fixed. 2/3rds the tools are stowed. Dishes are soak'n in super hot water. Half the desktop is back in decent order. "Damn Billy Bob, you hot today".
Too far from Walmart? Move, your house starts again.
ReplyDeleteThere looked to be a lot of places down that way for RVs to park for a few months.
There are many RV parks in Aransas Pass and Rockport....but... This is winter Texan season an' most parks are full up. Decent parks anyhows.
DeleteI see others have already suggested what I did below. Hey, leave Sally da house parked and drive the Jeep to check out other camping areas on Barney's remark about cancellations. Find one you like? Reserve it with a down payment.
DeleteTalking with folks at the fishing spots, they are hearing from campground owners that there is a lot of cancellations this year. You might find a place or three if you check now. This little park of 17 sites has had 6 cancellations this year, That is why I was able to get a spot through March.
ReplyDeleteYou got a lot done considering how you felt in the morning.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you should (and Barney) move the 35 miles on down the road where all your needs are met at your favorite places location; w/o a 70 miles trip every whipsnitch. Just think of the gas, time, wear and tear on your vehicle saved / avoided and all the STUFF you can buy and not be so tired when you get back to Sally. And fishing - Oh yeah - your Weber. Makes my heart patter and eyes glisten with desire even. I hate long trips to town - makes for terribly long tiring hoursthen two days to recuperate.
ReplyDeleteSure you can find a place down the road a but closer to stuff. Just have to get out and do it. Good luck.
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