On Saturday, Oct. 9th we were getting pretty used to all sleeping in until 7 and beyond. It felt good and reminds me of how life in the southwest is for us. 😊 You could say that even a second retirement for us will feel good. I’m not sure I’m ready to give up working yet, since it is only part time for me, but I do enjoy our winters of no work.
So, today, after Bill took Gibbs out, we all dozed until 7:30 when I slipped out and got ready for work. It could get busy so getting in there early today would be the best scenario for me. Gibbs stayed with Bill and I’ve no idea how long they stayed in bed. I was all alone for the whole hour at the Mat, yay!, and it was just regular cleaning with no ‘oh my God!’ moments. It sure is nice not to have to unlock the restroom door. Jamie had been in and fixed a couple of jammed machines as notes were removed.
I left there and got a water bottle filled at the Water Store before I drove home. Bill and Gibbs were inside waiting for me so I made my tea and sat with them. We chatted on Messenger with our friends from “aplacecalledaway.blogspot.com”. They have successfully made the jaunt from Canada to the US and report it as being a piece of cake with naturally some previous prep work. They are being very helpful as are other blogger and full-timers. 😊 Every tidbit is appreciated.
|The Bacopa that had totally died off in August|
I was going to hop in the shower because the weather was looking ‘dampish’ and I didn't figure I'd be in the garden at all. It had rained at some point over night but by the time I returned from town, it seemed to be drying up. Huh! I thought it was to be a rainy couple of days. With that knowledge, Bill and I left Gibbs inside and went out to do some more cleanup. He put the garden solar lights away plus the motion lights over the Bunky and did some rearranging in his Hangar. Plotting. 😃
|I can't get over this Petunia, my favourite (I think)|
I had to deadhead it so maybe it will continue to bloom
I took my wagon with shovel, black earth and the bulbs in to the corral. I filled the 7 holes with either iris bulbs or black-eyed Susan’s and then carried on and dug 5 more holes in the same area. I had to mark each one with a large stone as my whipper-snipper guy gets carried away if he doesn’t know what is a weed and what is a plant. That is all done for now unless I decide to separate more plants from the big garden. I still have to get down to the lane’s end to cut back my tiger lilies but that will be another day.
|And the Dianthus at the corral entrance|
is still alive
There is always discussion on where to put things. “Where did we put the chairs last year, and the wagon?” Each year things seem to get moved around as space permits but as long as it is safe, easy to get to and locked up for the winter months, it doesn’t really matter. I have yet to move craft things from the Bunky into the Suite (talking positively here) and move some things from under the bed and closets TO the Bunky. We only need so many blankets and coats for our journey.
Then I had my shower. Lunch was our last cinnamon bun with an egg and it was tasty and filling. Supper crossed my mind, with a groan, but Bill came to the rescue again. You’ll have to wait and see. 😊 Most of the afternoon was quiet and lazy but we did take a drive into town to see if the Men’s clothing store (aka Service Ontario office) was open. They weren’t, they were closed for the long weekend we assume, but it gave me the opportunity to run across the street into the I.D.A. Pharmacy.
|The second one has survived after all|
It's hard to pick it out from all the weeds
in that hill garden
I knew there was an open prescription on file from checking online but it was only a number. A chat with the Pharmacist confirmed that it was my shingles medication (famciclovir) but that it had expired (I've been buying in Mexico since 2018) and I would need a new one from my doctor. I have run out of them even though I was very stingy with them over the summer, only taking one or two for each breakout, but there just wasn’t enough.
They will not be covered under any plan, if I remember correctly, but have to decide whether it is imperative enough to get a bottle here of 30 to start the winter. Our plans for going south are very positive, one way or the other, but for getting into Los Algodones, Mexico, not so much. That would be disappointing regarding eye glasses, dental work and prescriptions but something we’ll live with. 😊
We have a new London doctor who does not yet have our records (for some reason), which means I may just have to bide my time and suffer a bit of discomfort for the time being. So, after we all had snoozes, Bill in his chair in front of a movie and Gibbs and I upstairs with my Willie Nelson book, I started prepping supper.
FYI; I finished Nomadlands and as much as I’m glad I read it for the entertainment factor (reminding me of places we've been), Quartzsite especially, it provided way too much research detail. Things I’m not interested in, stats are not my thing. Anyway, I’m glad I read it and even though I originally thought I’d like my own copy, I have since changed my mind and rated it only 2.5 stars. At 4, I drove half way to town to the Shell station and picked up 2 homemade pies. One for us and one for M. Her pies are delicious!
got too far making our grilled cheese and clam chowder, our friends, Ron and
Loree, called. 😊 Their concern for us and our winter
plans is heart-warming and we relished in their familiar voices. 💖 We miss seeing
them as well as all our other rv friends. One day that will all change, we
hope. Supper was quite good, the soup so creamy and thick and I enjoyed my sandwich on dark rye. It has been a long
time since we’ve had it. After dishes, or during, the rain started again. We’ve
had spurts of it all day.
Gibbs jumped up on Daddy's lap when he wasn't
A bit of a storm was passing through with thunder and rain making the sky very dark as early as 7 pm. At least it is evening and the day wasn’t spoiled by any means. We watched Red 2 and other movies while snacking on some chips and cheese later in the evening. That’s what Saturday nights are for, right? The pie will wait until tomorrow night. This was a nice day. If you are having your Thanksgiving gathering today, I hope you have a wonderful visit and a delicious meal.
|We were expecting more rain over night|
Don't let the clear skies fool you.
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