It was nice to vacuum the RV with our REAL vacuum for a change. We took our vacuum out of storage the other day. We haven’t found a good place for it yet. Chances are there really won’t be a good place for it which explains why we didn’t bring it on our year long journey to begin with. All of the basement compartments are too small or we’ve got then jam-packed anyway. I’ve photographed some possible storage solutions.
Above: Blocking the doorway into the coach. Handy if burglars break in. They’ll either trip over it, steal it, or vacuum our coach.
Above: It’s a self propelled vacuum. Should we give it a try?
Above: No longer do I need to worry about dropping food while eating. I can just have the vacuum running the entire time.
Above: Storing it with cleaning products does kinda make sense but it won’t fit into the cabinet.
Above: While this spot does make using the toilet nearly impossible, it may work as an odor displacing device. It does have a hepa filter ya know.
Above: I tried the tub but Caulkenstein growled.
Something more amusing. OK. Up the road to Jim’s Mom’s (Ann & Morgan) house, we’d see these cows out in a field. The field was/is very flooded from all of the rain. We wonder if the cows are OK and if the owner knows about property flooding. Here, property taxes are low for agricultural land so many people plop a few cows on it and there you have it. Well, on the way to Ann’s for dinner tonight, we spotted this sign.
Above: It reads “The cows are fine – stop calling. They have food, water + dry land. Calling the sheriff dept is wasting tax money and unless you raise cattle – mind your own business.”
Apparently we weren’t the only ones to wonder about the cow’s wellbeing.
Dinner at the Zarbuck’s was delicious. Homemade, from scratch oatmeal cookies and chocolate chip cookies for dessert.
Hmmm, we ate a lot of them. Really.