|Pot luck dinner at Shady Oaks. |
This plate is full and it's mine.
|Look closely and take a good long long look at this. |
You may never see it again.
It's Wayn, (a) wearing crocs, (b) wearing suspenders and (c) mowing grass.
Let me be honest here. We did have concerns that retirement would bring boredom. Nothing could be farther from the truth for us. We're still pinching ourselves in the mornings to be sure it's really true. A typical day is sleeping until 7 a.m. and having coffee in bed. We're outside within 30 minutes (showers are taken at night now) with a second cup of coffee. Breakfast is followed by out-loud review of our plan for the day. When we're not doing a "day trip" our day might go something like this: watch other campers do a quick step to the kibo and decide if there are any old movies we want to record. At 10 a.m. we have coffee break with all the other retiree RV'ers and talk about where we used to live. A leisurely stroll back to the motorhome for a little rest under the shade tree is followed by a discussion of the lunch menu. Lunch brings on an urge for a short nap (often in the lounge chair under a tree) after which we might take a ride to do some unimportant chore or have an ice cream cone. By mid-afternoon, we're usually discussing supper possibilities and where we'll walk after we eat. When all that's done, there's barely enough time for socializing with the neighbors before our evening campfire. Following a shower, we settle in for an old movie, fall asleep on the couch, wake up, go to bed and start it all over the next morning. It's great.
|Something else you'll probably never see again. |
That's Wayne on the back of this tractor.
He's wearing his work gloves.
|Our site at Shady Oaks. We sit in the shade back here sometimes. |
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