July 5, 2015

 Sunday morning was nuts.  My brain was yelling at me about having to get up and give loading directions to my body.  It was this internal screaming which kept me in bed a half an hour longer, but once I overruled and got the loading started, it wasn’t too bad. 

I had wanted to see The Sam Chase, but … priorities.  I headed down for one last goodbye to High Sierra and climbed in Lizzie.  When I got to the entrance/exit, all the retirees got up to come over and talk to me, it was so cool.  These are a great bunch of people and I would  love to come back to see them.  I didn’t even Google directions, just headed on down the road, the same way as last year (I thought) and … never saw Calpine. 

 It took me a good hour or so, but I eventually realized that I was, once again, taking the scenic route.  Well, hell.  Yet, it’s vacation – I have no deadlines (other than my own), and it would be nice to see this countryside which reminds me so much of those warm Austrian summers.  I got home around 6 and unloaded my girl.  It was odd not having dogs here.  I was able to leave the door open and there were no escapes.  

After just about everything was put away, I hopped in the shower and headed to the Mexican place for a burrito.  The couple in front was taking their time, so I was asked, “Do you want me to get your nachos started?”  “Nope!” I replied, “I have a new usual now.  Burrito – carnitas.”  He was shocked.  “What kinda beans?  Refried?  Black?”    “Pinto”, I said.  He stared at me.  “Really?  You’re shooting me down at everything.”  I laughed and told him I needed to give him a challenge.

I headed home and thought – in 2 day’s time we’ll be flying to Costa Rica.  Life is good.  I watched the rest of The Office, finishing it off, in tears, of course.  I texted Maggie and she consoled me.  We agreed to start it over again, from the beginning.  I love my kids.

Pictures: Goodbye, HSMF and Quincy; A favorite camp on my walk back to the RV park; Beautiful scenery; Maggie gets me.