Live with it...

 

Talking about Joan staying with me?  Well, I hadn't considered that; thanks for bringing it up.

Since we arrived at Hart Ranch, I've had pretty much one thing on my mind: yeah, riding.  I have gotten a ride in each day, now, so I felt like I could take a breather.  I made breakfast on the griddle (with Joan's prep work), took Rufus for a walk, and just settled in.

Hart Ranch has lovely grass between the sites; Rufus really enjoys being out in the grass.  When we pulled in Friday, the grass was already a bit tall where the sewer connection is.  Maintenance does a fine job here with the grounds-keeping... understandable, they don't mow around your utilities, so they don't wind up cutting a power cable, hose, or sewer hose.  When possible, they can mow all that between one RV moving out and the next moving in... that doesn't always work out, depending on the timing.

One of the nice perks of this membership resort: they have tools you can check out - in this particular case, electric weed-eaters.  If you've been a reader here for any length of time, you know how I feel about lawn work.  This, however, is different.  I went to the maintenance shop and checked out a weed-eater.

We had a plan: one runs the weed-eater, the other moves stuff (like the above mention utility connectors).  Joan ran the weed-eater, I was the move-stuff guy.  It went quick, since all we had to do was right around the utilities and the edge of the cement pad.  I started sweeping... as fast as I swept grass, more blew in from the other side of the pad.  Joan swept... same results.  I made an executive decision: live with it.  It's a bit breezy today... let the wind do as much work for us as possible, and we'll sweep anything that's left in a day or 6.

After the last couple of cool days, the heat is moving in again.  Oh, not like south Texas heat - the humidity here is generally around 35% or so.  But, when the heat gets going, the tough go for ice cream... yes, we have another plan.  It is important to plan for these things.  :-)

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I got my ice cream.  Made efficient use of the drive into town to go to Sam's, Best Buy, and PetSmart.  We were going to pick up another jumper/compressor at Sam's, after returning the one we had (glad we bought the extended warranty on that one - we usually don't).  Their website showed they have them in stock.  After looking around for a while, Joan found the tag on the shelf, but no stock.  She asked an employee about that, he looked it up, and said, "It shows we have 48 of them in stock."

I said, "We only need one - any chance we can get that?"

He clicked on his radio and told us, "They will drop one."  I didn't know what that means.  Apparently, there is a pallet of them... somewhere.  About 10 minutes later, we were treated to a parade: a guy in a green vest, followed by a loud beeping forklift, followed by another guy in a green vest, followed by a guy in a blue shirt.  The went past the aisle where we were waiting, then the guy in the blue shirt shooed us out of that aisle and closed it off.  They all disappeared into the next aisle.  They were gone for a while, then the parade went the other way.  No sign of the jumper/compressor as they all disappeared along with the loud beeping.  We waited for a while longer, with no sign of the guy we first spoke with or the parade members... then, decided to get on with our afternoon.

The "blockers" were out in force... they tried to block each lane and slow us down, but the nimble Equinox with the 2.0 turbo was able to out-maneuver and out-run them.  Not for lack of trying on their part.  On to Best Buy, where we had ordered another external hard drive for Curb-Side Delivery.  When we told them what site we were in, the app said "Someone will deliver your order in the next three minutes"... and gave us a countdown timer on the app.  Sure enough, the guy brought out the order in 2 minutes and 51 seconds.  I was impressed.  Joan got antsy at the 2 minute 30 second point.

On to PetSmart to get stocked up on food for our furry boy - you have to get it when you can, when they have what we like in stock.  A short wait to pay, and back to the streets.  Even more blockers... they have to be using radios, as we'd move around one, another would pull out in front of us.  All from the same two counties; it can't be a coincidence.  Again, it took some maneuvering, but we managed to get out of town and onto the 4 lane that would take us back to the motorhome.

It wasn't as much fun as being out on the motorcycle, but I have to say it was quite invigorating as we made each move to avoid the blockers... there's just SO MANY of them.  This might make an interesting video game?  Nah, I can live it in real life... almost every time I get in the car.  It would be nice to have a vaporizing weapon that could fire from the grill of our vehicle.  "The humanity!" you say?  They have it coming.  Of course, I'm kidding... maybe just a stun ray?