Trailer Trash At Last
Well, this is it. Not exactly a van down by the river, but camping in our front yard is pretty close. We are fixing a few things in our house, which has been on the market for two years and has not sold. Every potential buyer loved it but wanted a bigger closet in the master bedroom, so we are giving it to them!
In the meantime, we have moved into our camper. In our driveway.
There are a few advantages to living in the camper. You can hear the birds sing early in the Midwestern morning when you have to crawl out into the just-before-sunrise darkness to relieve yourself. The boys have the advantage of just pointing their unit in any direction swinging from the trailer’s door, but I have to actually walk 20 feet to the front door of the house to find the nearest bathroom.
Early birds chirping. Put that in the plus column. Walking for relief, not such a plus.
The cat still sleeps in the house – so he does not wake us up in the middle of the night with its latest regurgitated catch. I can still remember that time when I got up and placed my fingers on something warm and gooey on our bedspread. It turned out to be a vomited mouse – its teeth, little nose with whiskers and tail still clearly visible.
So, the second plus; No midnight cat puke.
Surprisingly, Tom and I feel we get our best sleep in the little camper bed. Not sure what it is, maybe it’s the coziness of the tiny area, or the cheap mattress that came with the thing, or all the old blankets we use, the absolute darkness, or the fact that we are forced to snuggle due to space constraints.
Trailer trash bonus number three; Good night’s sleep.
I like to think of our living arrangements as an old Spanish Hacienda with its typical open air courtyard between the sleeping wing and the main living areas of the property. I will be planting a few flowers in our courtyard tomorrow. Everything in the house is an unlivable dusty mess, but there are still some things I can control.
There is supposed to be a big storm tomorrow. Hopefully it will have a lot of thunder, lightning, and rain. Maybe we’ll get hail. I love Midwestern summer storms. There really isn’t anything like it. The lightning is so fierce, it turns night into day. When it pours, you can hardly hear yourself speak in the trailer. It is so loud in there, it feels like the end of the world is near. I hope we don’t lose power – that would not be good!
June 29th, 2008 at 12:00 am
Ok- I love the fact I can lock you out of your own house! not to mention that I have the only useable bedroom! For once, I feel like the tables have turned my friend..Welcome to my CASTLE! MUAHHHHH!
July 5th, 2008 at 12:06 pm
Boy, you’re lucky with all those pluses! I could really use that good night sleep! Hope you had a great 4th.
Love,
Linda