November 5th, Monday – Home Is Where We Park It, Sumter Oaks RV Park; The Simple Joys of Life

We were up and at it this morning since today was moving day.  Say what you will for sitting still for an extended period of time, for us it’s getting harder and harder to do.  Yes, we’ll be at our new digs for just a little over two months, and we’ll be work camping for another two plus months, but already we’re both anxious to start the new year on the road.  What can I say we’re vagabonds at heart.

I believe sometimes until they’re taken away we tend to take for granted the simple joys of life.  Take driving, for instance.  Most of the time we give it no thought.  I for one love

to drive, that’s why I guess I enjoy this lifestyle so much.  Well, driving today was a pure joy.  Yet, just a couple of months ago it was sheer agony because of the issues I was having with my back.   Yes, how different today was.  I for one will never take an enjoyable ride for granted ever again.

As we say Home Is Where We Park It and for the next couple of months we are parked at

Sumter Oaks RV Park in Bushnell.  Yup, we were here just a couple of weeks ago when we were running from the hurricane that tore up the Florida Panhandle.  The brown building in the picture above is the activity hall.  The park looks a lot different than the last time, however, since this is the beginning of their busy season.  This is another picture of the park in general.  I’ll have a picture of our site  in tomorrow’s blog.

By the way I met a very interesting full timer today.  A gentleman by the name of Joe.  He stated he had never, ever driven a pickup truck in this life, much less towed a trailer.  Well, he retired this year and when for broke.  He bought a 41 foot 5th wheel trailer and a dualey one ton pickup truck.  In his words its been an interesting learning curve.  I would think so!

I don’t know about you but this change in time is messing with my mind.  Come 6 pm and it’s dark and my brain is telling me it’s time to get ready for bed!  Just weird.  In time I’m sure I’ll adjust.  Probably just about the time we change the clocks again.

OK, all settled in and too early to go to bed.  Only one thing to do then, start playing Mexican Train and celebrate our arrival with a wine and cheese party.   Hey, we’re retired and we can do what we want when we want.  Tain’t it grand.

That was our day on The Road of Retirement.  We once again traveled down the road, hand in hand, singing our song.  Thanks again for joining us we do appreciate the opportunity to share our day with you.   Time now to get back to our game of Mexican Train and see if I can redeem myself.  Before I go as always a thought for each of us to consider and mull over:

As always,  if you are coming to the end of your day with concerns and worries, let me suggest that you turn them over to God.  After all, He is going to be up all night so why not let him handle them for you.

Time now for our evening prayers and eventually some shut-eye.  Till tomorrow.

These are the voyages of  Graybeard and it’s occupants, four paws and two humans.  Our continuing mission: to explore as many new states as possible, to seek out new acquaintances and make new friends, to boldly go where we have not been before

See you on down the road