I took these shots of the motorhome axle repair when I got in last night:

I’m having a sloooooooooow morning. It’s 10. I was awake around 7 and spent a full two hours cuddling with Bitha and Nee in bed. I don’t know what I’d do if I did have them with me at times like these. They can really sense my mood and go into protective mode.

I’m still irked that the motorhome isn’t level, but I was able to make breakfast, so I feel better knowing that I can cook. Sitting at the desk isn’t really an option, but I’m comfortable propped up on the bed in the back. I have a couple of projects that I can do on the computer without having my full office set up, so I may just do that today unless I suddenly get an urge to go do something. Right now, I’m very content being at home in my jammies, drinking the best cup of coffee I’ve had in a week (better than Starbucks!), listening to Neeboo purr.

I found a dump station about 14 miles south of here, so I will be going out this weekend to scout it. If it’s open, it’ll be the perfect place to take Miranda for a test drive. I’ll be really glad to get some water in the onboard tank since I ran out the day after the accident.

I can’t believe it’s May 12th. At this time today, I was supposed to be in Maryland or even Delaware, heading north.