I think I’m going to live

In my mind, it was in doubt the last four days, but today I just about felt like half of a human being.    I even felt well enough this afternoon to do the needed grocery shopping and a few other errands.  I didn’t want to push it, so I returned to the rig as quickly as possible.

 

One of the reasons I came to this campground for the summer was to test it out as a summer location for the next few years.  I’d be near two of my five grandchildren as they grow up.  I don’t want to rush into a decision, and I’ve got a couple of more months to think about it.  But sometimes, a place just feels right.  I’ve done quite a bit of traveling in my five years on the road, and a semi-exit plan has been on my mind lately.  I’d still have the fall and winter to travel, but it would sure cut down on the chore I like the least…driving.

The views aren’t as spectacular as Yellowstone, or the high desert of Oregon and Utah, but those images are alive in my memory.  Perhaps it’s also a little bit of a nesting instinct as well.  My mind whirls with visions of little things I’d like to do to improve this 1/4 acre site. 

I’ve got plenty of time to think further about it.  While Emma and I were sitting outside this afternoon, a red-headed woodpecker was moving through my front yard.  I’m hoping it returns so I can get a better picture of it. 

 

I sure hope my recovery continues tomorrow, but this fever has been a tricky thing.  It quits for a day or two, and then returns.  I will certainly take the full treatment of the antibiotic as I sure don’t want whatever I had to return.

 

Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later,  Judy