It was a good day. Sam, my 1968 camper, came home from having his gas tank lined due to rust. Sucks getting old and oh how can I relate. The great Great Spirit is shining on him though with some love here. I just picked up Sam at the end of last year and he’s been in and out of the shop for various repairs, so today was a good bonding day. I started up in the cab and commenced cleaning. I swear Sam hasn’t seen any TLC and many moons. Tomorrow is a tear out day in Sam where I’m going to remove an old sink and fridge. There’s so much work to do but that’s why I bought Sam. I needed a hobby and when I saw him my heart smiled and I knew we were meant for each other. We’re both a bit older, slower, rustier, but still have great potential to shine again and head out on this highway of life! Feeling grateful! And so it is.
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A Good Day
7 responses to “A Good Day”
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Yay! Camping is great …. (apart from when it rains!) We go each summer to France, about an hour from Bordeaux where there is a long, long sandy beach and on a clear day you can see all the way to the Pyrenees. In Glasgow a couple of weeks ago there was a big camping exhibition which I was dragged along to by my husband! However, am pleased to report it was so much fun! At the moment we have a tent but when we’re settled and know where we’re going to be living after life in the army, we’re going to get a caravan and go a bit posh! In the meantime, I shall endure the feeling of rain pattering in the canvas and still annoy the husband by insisting on drinking a cup of tea in a china mug!
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I dig that saying ❤️ – thank you
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