Hey, I’m not at all sure about this full-time RV’ing deal – my first two nights in the new Winnebago, I held all-night filibusters, detailing all of the reasons why I really needed to return back to the house! (The Staff, aka Ann and Jim, had the gall to put in ear plugs the second night.) And, a few weeks later, when we were pulling away from the house for the last time, I did make a break for it, but, darn-it, I got nabbed before I even got out the door!
I guess I’m reluctantly getting use to it. When I hear the motor start, I know that once again the Staff have decided randomly to relocate our home to some new, forsaken destination, and I hide under the covers until I hear everything stop again.
Rumbles on the Road 