I barely remember wringer washers so for you younguns out there.... it has rollers... she had big ol boobies... leaned over and got one caught... I forget who it was that disengaged said booby... but it was the talk of family for years... HAhaaaa... she was something else.
Anyhow, I like to have lots of light in my old age to pluck the hairs. What the hell is with this hair growing stuff. My hair on my head is thinning and my chin and THROAT???? hair is growing.
I don't know.... what next. I have one persistent hair that I can't see but I feel it ... drives me insane! So ... I like to tend to this personal grooming in Homer by the river with lots of lights but each time I do ... I've just gotten twelve more hairs and 27 more wrinkles. I don't like it.
I have to have the magnifying mirror because I can't see up close that well anymore because I'm old!
I really hate that.
Sooooo after doing that lovely chore.. and walking about a bit and getting exhausted watching all the joggers, cyclists, basketball, soccer, inline skating... geee that looks fun ... I became exhausted. Decided I'd go eat to get my energy level back up.
Now.. the decision begins. After turning Homer twelve different ways.. I ended up at Zaza's Pizza...
They bake it in a wood burning oven ... I had green and white pizza. Spinach - carmalized onion - goat cheese and roasted mushrooms.... very thin supposedly not bad for you crust... just delicious.
Then decided to walk about the neighborhood a bit ... went to Boulevard Bread and bought two loaves of yesterday's bread at half price. Raspberry almond and chocolate something or other... bites of that delicious kind of burned tasting chocolate and... well...
Decided I'd go to the container store and see what I could find that might work as a clothes hanger to put in Homer when I start my travels. Before, I took my keyboard folding thing ... worked great but then now I want to leave it for my keyboard.
Found the perfect thing!!! A shoe rack! It will fit in the well behind the back smaller seat.
Homer has front seats, middle seats - I took those out - and two back seats that split in two with one half being larger than the other. I leave the smaller seat up leaving a well in back. This shoe tree fits perfectly.
This will allow me to hang my blouses and shirts. I like to carry a bunch of overshirts. I don't like to wear brassieres while traveling --- I don't like to wear brassieres when I'm not traveling! too old but I'm not flat chested and have to have something or I'll scare the kiddies.
So... I wear tight t-shirts with the overblouse or I have several spaghetti strap camisoles with the built in very comfortable bra that I also wear with the overshirts. The baskets will hold my underwear and nightwear. :D
It was such a gorgeous day that I went back to the park and put it together. I drew a crowd. They were trying to not be obvious but they were there. I just went merrily on my way talking to myself and put it together. After I figured out what went where, it went very fast!
Washers always confound me. The bottom had to ... oh, nevermind... I did it. I'm a mechanically challenged kid but I can do stuff.
It fits perfectly! I'm so excited about this. I have had several ways to tote my clothes and such. I want minimal stuff in Homer.
I'm getting a tad excited about leaving. Always anxious and a tad apprehensive. I'm getting older and the gas situation out west. I was sitting in Homer loving the sunset and quite satisfied with my shoe tree... decided I'd do trip plan on my iPhone maps... It's 1800 something miles straight from Little Rock to Big Sur. 1 day and 7 hours it says... ahhhhh
I might bypass Santa Barbara ...and that part of Highway 1 and go straight to Big Sur ... I don't know. Big Sur, Carmel and Monterrey is where I want to spend a lot of time and San Diego. All depends on where I can find a place to stay. I hope to boondock but that area is pretty iffy, I think so. I'm going to have to really watch my pennies.
I very seldom end up with a plan. I like to pick a direction and head that way... then who knows where I'll end up... that's the fun part.