My Life : Rain, rain, go away by aryr |
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I have to smile, as I sit here on New Years Day, the first of 2019, and discuss with Jim where we have been for New Years since we started being full time RVers.
The first two years we were gate guards on the oil rig sites, so we of course, worked through the holiday as we did every holiday during that time. Then we were at Nocculala Falls in Alabama, followed by Country Place RV Park in Conroe, Texas, then Jones RV Park in Atlanta, Georgia and finally Cajun Palms in Henderson, Louisiana. We have experienced all sorts of weather but managed to greet the new year with smiles. It was not only a new year but also a new adventure. So, on January 2, 2019 we moved from Henderson to Minden, Louisiana. Actually, it is a small town called Dixie Inn. Minden is where the post office is listed. It has a little bit of everything, Walmart, DQ (Dairy Queen), Pizza Hut, a couple of Mexican restaurants, lots of churches and even an H R Block for taxes. It is only seven miles from Dixie Inn. Of course, it had rained December 30th, 2018, rather heavily, sprinkled on the 31st and 1st, becoming heavy on the 2nd and today the 3rd. If anyone has been in the extreme south of the USA, ie Louisiana, Mississippi, some parts of Texas in their winter months, you all understand that winter is the wet season. Wet means it rains to some degree ninety-five percent of the time. Usually a heavy, cold rain which creates mud and dogs do love puddles and mud. At least she (the dog) has learned over the years that she has to be rubbed down and dried when we bring her from her walk. She has spent so much time since we started this adventure on a leash that when on the rare occasion, she is allowed off leash she just sits next to us. Then again, she is my service dog, so of course she stays close to me, in protection, in duty. Jim is helping out another field supervisor for a couple of months, so I will be here at home with the cat and dog, while he ventures out into the cold wet, swampy areas. Thank goodness, this is the alligator hibernating time as well as the snakes, so it is one less worry for me. We have recently acquired a tiny little 'Smart' car, which until we can drop off the four-wheeler, that Jim currently tows behind the camper, I drive. So that means a converted semitruck that is 23 feet long, a camper that is 44 feet long and a four-wheeler trailer that is 13 feet long. Little old me in the car with the cat is just under 9 feet. Eventually we will tow it behind the camper. The only state that we definitely know we can not triple tow in is California, with their 65-foot total length. Yes, I know we are a smidgen over without the four-wheeler but they sort of look away at a couple of inches. In that case I would simply once again drive and follow. Oh, the adventures of being on the road. To be continued.......
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