Wednesday, July 20, 2011

What time is it? What day is it?

If I have learned nothing else about being retired I have learned this; time is irrelevant.  Jack nor I have worn a watch since we retired.  To know the time we look at our cell phones.  And for me, half the time my phone is dead.  I keep forgetting to plug it in to recharge. 

Most days we have brunch, not breakfast.  We go to bed when we want and wake up when we want.  Tanner and Sydney can out sleep us on any day so getting up to let them out is never a problem. It's funny but when we are home the first thing I do when I get out of bed is go to the back door and let them have had it.  When we are on the road they can wait for hours.  They just lay around like they are on death row.

Although we got up fairly early we were in no hurry to get dressed. It was going to be a leisurely day, going down the street to a seafood place later in the day. I was making breakfast, taking my time, when there was a knock at the door.  A campground staff member asking if Jack would move his truck so the RV'er coming in could back in to his spot. "Not a problem," Jack answered.  Truck moved; the RV'ers were able to back in to their spot without a problem.  A few minutes later another knock at the door.  "Mr. Miller," says the staffer, "we show you are supposed to checking out today."  Jack to me, "Don't we have reservations through tonight?"  "Yes, we do," I answered as I pulled out the receipt to verify my answer. "Oh crap," my heart pounding out of my chest, "is today the 18th?"  "What time is check out?" Jack asked the staffer.  "11:00", he answered.  We both glanced up to look at the clock.  Exactly 11:00.  "We'll be out of here in 15 minutes," Jack explained, apologetically.

We started throwing things together, locking inside doors (so they won't slide open when you are traveling down the road) putting our half-cooked breakfast in to plastic bags.....Jack, all the while was doing the outside jobs; unhooking utilities, putting them where they go, loading bikes, etc, etc.  The poor dogs had not even had a potty break yet.  But at 11:20 we were ready to roll out.  Jack had the truck attached and as I was putting the dogs in to truck Jack noticed our truck had a flat tire.  Now our truck doesn't have ordinary Chevy truck tires(Jack can explain that one much better than I) so changing one our truck tires isn't as easy as most. Notice the pics below I snapped while Jack and a staffer and a neighbor were all involved in changing the tire.  Jack said to the man whose spot we were in (who was helping) "I'll bet you didn't realize you'd have to work so hard to get a camping spot, did you?"   Everyone chuckled.

Finally, and I mean really, we were on our way.  Just a few miles after we pulled out of the campground it started pouring down rain.  We really felt bad for the poor guy who had helped so generously and now was setting up his own RV in a down pour. 

Our next camp site was only 1 hr and 45 minutes away so we were able to get everything set up again and cleaned.   After setting up, a relaxing swim and shower we made our way to Gilbert's Chowder House, a local and very popular fish house.  Famous for their chowder.  I had the seafood chowder, which I promptly gave to Jack (it had shrimp in it) and Jack had clam chowder, which I loved and he shared with me.  By evening we were both worn out and just ready to relax.

I guess from now on I'm going to have to pay closer attention to the date and days of the week and where we are supposed to be and when.

Jack now,

Here are the pictures that Hulio took while the tire was about to be changed.  She was probably laughing the entire time.  Getting the spare down from under the back of the truck took some referring to the manual in order to find out which end of the three piece rod engages the winch that lowers the tire.  Believe it or not we all have the same truck but still needed to dig out the manual.  Once we figured out how to actually unlock the jack from under the back seat and which end of the rod to use to lower the tire it was a go.  Changing these 19.5 wheels and tires are no different than other tires and wheels other than they are much bigger and heavier.  They have several plys of steel belts not only on the tread area but also in the side walls.  It turned out we picked up a screw in the tire that caused it to go flat and the first auto repair facility in Standish wouldn't attempt to fix it since it was a heavy duty tire and suggested where I take it.   At the next tire place after a few minutes and $20 the tire was fixed and back on the truck.