Thursday, October 15, 2015

Waiting for the fat lady to sing...


Almost done.  The motorhome has been emptied, the house is all opened up, stuff is reasonably stowed, the scoots are unstrapped and their cargo trailer has been converted to "driveway mode."  The patio furniture is out, the roller sun-shades are unstrapped.  We are pretty close to just livin'.

The motorhome needs a thorough scrubbing, but we are still on water restrictions, so that won't happen until Saturday.  Probably a good thing I didn't wash it yesterday: besides the fact that I was exhausted, it sprinkled for about 2 minutes this morning.  Not enough to get the pavement wet... but, plenty enough to water spot the the formerly shiny red truck.

Little Izzy has completely settled in.  She loves her cat tower by the glass door that looks out on the deck.  And the couch.  And room to run when it is really important to get from the bedroom to the kitchen as fast as possible.

I'm still adjusting.  The toilets in the house don't have a foot pedal to flush.  ;-)

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After cleaning up (you do your outside work early, 'cause you're going to need a bath or shower afterwards, anyway), we decided to take in a movie.  Kind of a big deal, since we haven't been to a movie since before we went to Friday Harbor.  "The Intern," with Robert De Niro and Ann Hathaway... it was a good show.  Not fast moving, but it held your attention in a feel-good way.

The theater is on SPI, across the causeway from us.  Two and a half miles over the water.  The water is what originally brought us here; it is what brings us back...


That is the Laguna Madre, the bay between the mainland and South Padre Island, as seen from the causeway.


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