“All our bags are packed and we’re ready to go, we’re sitting here with the rain clearing outside the door, we hate to wake you up to say so long. But dawn is breakin’ it’s early morn, so as we’re pulling out we’ll blow the horn - - - - - - - - ‘Cause we’re leavin’ in an RV, don’t know when we’ll be back again.”
Yep, we’re outta here heading for points north and east. We’ll not get back until six full moons have passed. That’s the “Oh Boo” part. We love the idea of traveling and seeing grandkids (and family), but we don’t really want to be away so long.
However, we want to improve the state of the emergency fund and Obama let us down. We were never recipients of any of those “Obama Bucks” so we need to w*rk in order to improve the emergency fund status and that will require four months of our summer travels.
This should be the last year that we do that wild and crazy thing called w*rk. My bride gets old next year and turns Social Security and, no, those aren’t Obama bucks. We made premium payments all of our w*rking lives on that little insurance policy and now it’s time to collect.
Oh well, we are on the road now and will be soon holding and cuddling those little grandkid faces. They are growing like little weeds and it won’t be much longer before they’ll be to big to hold. This fall our oldest will be entering High School – where, oh where does time go? And to think, we are barely old enough to be grand parents. What are we gonna do when we grow up? Actually, we never plan on growing up!!
See Ya Tomorrow From Cedars Of Lebanon State Park. May God Bless - - - - - - - - -