I’ve decided to make the best of my time off. After having worked so many hours these past 7 months, I’ve neglected things that are important to my survival. The day I left for my trip back east, my hot water heater ceased to fire up. The propane supply indicator still shows a quarter tank full but that’s obviously off.
To move this behemoth, I need to batten down the hatches and store things so they don’t get tossed around on the journey. The last time I moved the RV was in late October when Rob said, “This might be the last time you can get out.” He wasn’t kidding, five feet of rain over the next months isolated me and nearly drove me insane.
The black water tank will need to be emptied too; it’s not as bad as it sounds, and as a teenager, I remember seeing women in India cleaning out the loos and putting the contents in baskets and then carrying it on their heads… I have latex gloves and protective things, I am such a wimp.
What a perfect time not to have to work. I’m going to drive for Uber and make a little extra. It will help me pay for small things such as the Clifton sewer tax bill I just received in the mail. If I had known that Clifton is the land of taxes, I might have moved on but it is what it is until it isn’t anymore. This too will pass