MY BLOG IS BACK. I wrote about my full-time RV life, my time-travel excursions to other centuries, and whatever else came to hand, for a decade. Took 2017 off from blogging completely. OK, vacation's over. New crafts. New states colored in on the map. Retired. Sold the big motorhome. Traveling light and lean (for me ;) ) in a minivan. Still changing yards regularly. So hello - listen to some music, read some adventures.
~ Gypsy Jane
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Things can change - quickly - and that's a good thing.
I was up reading facebook at 11:30 pm one evening in January when another member of a FB RV group I belong to posted that he was looking for a new camp host for a campground in Georgia. I sent a PM for more information, and to make a long story short, I'm it.
I'd been wanting an opportunity to drive less - the cool traveling job I've been working for the past 8 years kept me on the road almost daily and I wanted time to catch up with myself! Even for Gypsy Jane, there is such a thing as too much traveling. And I have weight I want to lose, which I found difficult faced with the interior of a supermarket every workday.
So this popped up as the answer to my prayers.
I had planned to head south from the Gastonia NC, area where I was visiting Younger Daughter and her family, on Saturday but something I ate did not agree with me at all. Thus I did not head south until Sunday morning - with a quite welcome aversion to food.
I reached the town near the campground (it's between Baxley and Hazlehurst) after dark and had errands, so I spent the night at the local Walmart.
In the morning, I added Stabil to a full tank of gas because I do not intend to drive for at least 2 months, then drove to the campground and got settled in.
My awning is out, my patio furniture is set up, my inversion table is ready for use - YES!! My back is gonna love this.
The day was spent finding out what is where, who is who, what needs to be done, confirming reservations, getting familiar with paperwork, conferring with the owner. I fell into bed around midnight.
Woke up this morning to another beautiful sunny Southern day - this is the first time I've managed to be south for the winter in years, and OMG! do I appreciate it - and realized I actually have space to do yoga. Not IN the rig of course - what motorhome has floor space? But my patio area is perfect. Will it become a daily practice? I'm not gonna tempt fate by saying yes, but I can certainly hope so.
And so begins the latest chapter in the Adventures of Gypsy Jane.