You got me to crawl out of my hole. Sorry guys to leave you hanging. I'm alive and doing well. I didn't mean to worry you, l just didn't know how to break the ice and l certainly never had the time to give the whole story. Even now, it will just be a summary.
I went to Atlantic City.....and l am sorry to say, as much as l wish, l didn't win the power ball and buy an Island in the Pacific (that would be lovely though). Nor did l get car jacked. Although we did drive through the Ghetto in Philly (thanks to the GPS going wacky). And as for becoming a Queen......not bloody likely. :-(
I have a new job. I am travelling in Southern Ontario, and occasionally staying in hotels.
The biggest change is Fiona is gone. I sold her to a lovely couple from Germany who are going to be travelling Ontario on weekend jaunts this year while they are here working. I told them that when they go to sell her again......please call me first.
It has been an adjustment not living in Fiona. I love not having to dump tanks and find water.....but boy o' boy do l miss my little space.
I do hope to get back on the road.....l am itching everyday to throw it all to the wind, but l am resisting. Why? Pray tell you say? Money. Doesn't it always come down to money? Never enough of that shit around. Not that l need much, but these are my "earning years". What a crock that is!!!! Ha ha ha
