10-28-09 Wednesday (Secret Squirrel)

Hmmmm, I’m lacking in the communication department lately.  Perhaps I’ve failed to share the master secret plan?  Well, that’s partly because we have so many “plans”, it’s stressful.  One plan is to stay here in our home town.  Jim is tired of living in an RV.  Perhaps if we worked and weren’t together in it for long periods of time, that opinion would be different.  Since that’s not the situation right now, it’s a goal to get out of the RV immediately.  Rent or buy?  I’ve owned the last 3 places, and Jim has owned 2 of them with me.  Even with a job, we’re not sure that we can get a loan with a short employment record so we’ll need to rent for a little bit.  We’ll empty 2 out of 4 storage units.  We’ll keep the RV and use it for weekend getaways.  We’ll look for inexpensive storage close to where ever we are.  If Jim get’s a job offer out of state, then the plans change drastically.  Currently, we have several variations of getting us and all of our crap to a new state.  Drive, ship this, ship that, fly, hire movers, get pods, etc.  Sometimes having so many choices are just as stressful and having none.

I’ve been letting my hair grow to a fuzz.  I’m debating on having hair, fuzz or bald.  After photographing myself with fuzz, I can see why I went to the bald look.  I don’t like the balding look at the top.  Here’s the different effects.  Please tell me what looks best.

Above/Below: The current “look”.

Above/Below: Days with hair.  I have no over head shots because obviously I was balding and it wasn’t very flattering.  Use your imagination. 

Above/Below: The Uncle Fester look.

Just for fun…  But remember to comment seriously too!

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Laurie had her foot surgery on Monday and is beginning her road to recovery.  She sent this photo to my phone.  Thanks Laurie, I guess.

Above: Behold Frankenfoot!

Ewwww, that’s a lot of staples.  I suppose it’s more like owwwwww.  She says they haven’t casted it just yet until the swelling goes down.  I see someone signed their name.  Uh, I think that’s what we’re supposed to do on a cast, not skin.  Maybe it’s the doctor’s signature.  Like an artist?

The clubhouse here offered burgers off the grill for lunch.  Yesterday was hot dogs, which we skipped to have a salad.  Today we decided to indulge.  Burgers $2.25 + .10 for cheese.  It was lame.  The burgers with bun in hand were wrapped in foil.  She handed us the foil wrapped burger with an individually wrapped slice of cheese laying atop the foil.  Hmmmm.  They had the typical condiments and included onion and tomato.  No lettuce?  Oh well.  The clubhouse tables and chairs were all set up for people to sit and eat.  We were the youngest … definitely.  If you ever want to feel younger, visit a senior citizen center or something.  If you’re reading this and already are a senior citizen, visit a cemetery. 

I removed all the dirty a/c vents and washed them.  Then I vacuumed, and washed the vacuum filters.  Every time I turned the vacuum on it smelled like feet.  I think it had to do with the year it spent in storage.  I thought a new HEPA filter was going to take care of that but apparently it wasn’t giving up.  I also mopped the floors.  So nice and clean.  {deep breath}.