At approximately 8:30 Texas time . . .
. . . we arrived here at the Corsicana Econo Lodge after a long, monotonous, interstate drive. Spike and Bridget, having eaten their supper and sniffed the room to their satisfaction, are relaxing on the bed next to me. I am pleasantly surprised by our room. It’s not so bad, although the green carpet is a bit scary. The free WiFi makes up for the carpet.
Immediately I wrap one of the beds completely with the 9′ x 12′ plastic drop cloth my clever niece, Tawnya, bought for me yesterday after she, Pauline and I had a discussion about bedbugs and other motel nasties.
Thanks, Tawnya!
I feel much better knowing that layer of plastic is between my sheet and pillow and the motel’s bedding. I’m sleeping in the t-shirt and shorts I wore today. In the morning I will seal those clothes in a storage bag with a zip-loc seal. It won’t be opened again until I dump its contents into a hot-water washer at a laundromat.
No television for us.
I’m going to take a shower, wash my hair, take the crew out for one last potty break, and then it’s lights out. The air conditioner is doing its job without making more than a hum. I hope Spike and Bridget will sleep tonight after sleeping all day in the PTV. (Why wouldn’t they? Sleeping around the clock is the norm!)
I must say, the crew performed beautifully on this trip.
Pauline remarked that they were well-behaved, didn’t snap at the children in spite of all the noise and activity, walked well on leashes, and were quiet all night . . . well, there was one incident when Bridget got a hunger attack around 2:30 a.m.
I reached over and grabbed a handful of kibble out of the bag on the floor next to the air bed. Her snacking woke up Spike who went over to the glass door. Spike saw a dog outside and growled which brought Bridget over. Bridget saw TWO dogs on the other side (their reflections from the nightlight!) and let out one of her banshee scream-barks. Spike joined in.
I jumped up, gave Spike a little pop on the butt to hush him up, and carried him back to bed. That shut Bridget up, too. Spike knew he was supposed to be quiet, so he lay very still in my arms until he fell asleep.
Tomorrow is the big day . . .
We will see our new Casita home for the first time and make our first camp!
rvsue
You’ve got to come back, you left your nightie!!! So glad you had a good trip. Needless to say, I sat on the porch steps and cried for a while. We all are counting on you and the crew coming back here. Remember, everyone needs a home base and this is yours!!!! I know you must be exhausted so get a good night’s sleep and have an exciting day tomorrow. Love you very much
Hi, Pauline!
It’s getting so I leave something wherever I go, like Hansel and Gretal! Thanks for everything. What a visit we had…. you and me together …. and the whole family. Even Jerold behaved!
Love you, too.
Our Casita is all packed up except for the watermelon that I’ll put in tomorrow morning. It wouldn’t fit in the fridge. We’re heading out at dark:thirty so we can be through downtown Dallas before the traffic. See you at Oak Park.
Reine . . . It is so comforting to know you and Paul are helping me get camped.
I’m so glad you made it to the Lone Star state safely! I am so excited for you to get your Casita and take off to explore with your crew.
Thanks, Carla! The drive to Texas seemed endless. If it had been five miles longer, I don’t know if I could have done it! Interstate driving is not our style . . .
Oh Sue, by the time you read this you’ll be up & ready to meet your new home on wheels. 🙂 I know that your little Casita will be everything you’ve hoped for and you’ll begin to make it your own immediately. And it sounds like you’re going to have your own group of personal tutors waiting for you at the campground — can’t get any better than that!
Congratulations, Sue! You done did it! 🙂
Laura . . .
I’m late replying to posts which explains why I’m writing this as I sit in my new Casita at our first campsite. My personal tutors are fantastic. Paul gave me my first lesson in backing up the trailer. It wasn’t so bad. Of course, I wonder if I’ll ever be able to do it without him coaching me . . . LOL
Hi Sue,
You didn’t really need to sleep much anyway, did you? Oh, the excitement! You don’t have far to drive, either before or after possession of your new home, so just relax and enjoy the feeling. The crew will be thrilled. It’s great you will have new friends to help you through the first set up and camping experience with your new home. The plan has finally come together. Now, we just need the temperature to stop rising around 85 and your comfort will be assured.
May the force be with you!
Barrie
The force must have been with me today because everything went along smoothly …. actually I had fun!
How exciting! What an excellent idea witht the drop cloth and bagging the bed. Afterwards you will have no more worries with motel/hotel rooms, you’ll be towing yor own. Safe travels Sue and the Crew.
The drop cloth was an excellent idea. My niece Tawnya didn’t say a word about it until she walked in the door and handed it to me. She also gave me her personal mace spray! She is exceptionally thoughtful and good-hearted.
Welcome to Texas .. sorry about the heat though.
Steve,
I know if you could fix the heat, you’d do it, right? So would you get working on it, okay?
I think your over reacting about the bug thing …plastic cover over the bed ? REALLY??? Do you check for monsters under the bed too?
A quick check of the mattress seams is all that is necessary bed bugs are obvious ! Calm down life on the road is not that dangerous, really!
Hi, KayJulia!
A lot has to do with aesthetics. People can be so disgusting, I don’t want to lie in the same bed. . . just isn’t pleasing to think about. That’s me. I also don’t enjoy drinking out of something if I can’t see the bottom or the inside of the cup. No opaque plastic drinking glasses in my house!
We all are weird in our own special way.
Well, Sue
It’s been a long time coming, but I’m sure it will prove worthit, once you have your new home.
Keep us posted.
Bob