Ah, the first day of spring– when people in northern states break out the ice cream, grass seed, baseball bats and sandals.
Because my Beloved and I extended our winter getaway to the South until today, I have not missed these things. Instead, as an RV resident for 10 weeks, I have missed some creature comforts I previously took for granted:
- My bath tub. When the house was heating up from a chilly 50 degrees upon our return this morning in a 38-degree spring downpour, I took a hot bath for the first time in 10 weeks. Delightful.
- My king-sized bed. All clean and warm and tired from five days on the road, I climbed into bed and took a nap. Plenty of room to stretch out or snuggle up as the urge strikes.
- My fenced back yard. I think I’ve handled several hundred dog turds produced by my pooch on a leash during walks. It was so freeing to open the door and let the dog roam without constantly monitoring her bathroom habits.
- My Longaberger mugs. One usually stocks one’s camper with one’s second-best housewares. This is wise when one uses one’s campers only on occasional weekends. But I am tired of drinking my coffee out of a travel mug. My Longaberger pottery mugs have the perfect volume, perfect handle and perfect lip for enjoying a hot beverage, and I missed them so!
- My Brownberry Natural Wheat Bread. Apparently, Southerners are not fans of heavy, hearty wheat bread; we couldn’t find this brand or anything like it anywhere in Texas or Florida. While restocking the pantry during a trip to the supermarket this afternoon, I picked up a loaf of this bread and two — count ’em, two! — jars of Jif Creamy Peanut Butter. In a camper with limited storage space, the two fans of Crunchy Skippy earned the right to have their peanut butter in the larder. Tomorrow on the first full day of spring, I shall enjoy peanut butter toast for breakfast my way!