RV Poetry

No, I don’t know when, have no clue if it will be a week or a month, but I know where. Unfortunately, it is not the RV resort we wanted to move to, because no banks will finance in multi-use developments right now, but there is MUCH good about this!

I will be able to breathe well for the first time in 2.5 years! By instinct, I asked our son to call his renter to see if she wanted to move before her lease was up mid year. I knew she was planning to buy a home, blah blah blah. You never know when someone MIGHT want to be let out of their lease. I so had my fingers crossed.

He called tonight! My instincts were right! His renter was excited as she had found her new house early, had a place she could live for a month or so while fixing up the new house, and the thought of saving two or three months rent, well you know how that is! So, she may be saving, but we sure won’t be, what with overlapping our rent. The RV resort would have been cheaper! But that’s ok.

I cried when I got the news. I know his ac system is not messed up, he has tile floors that I can use the Roomba on and use the steam cleaner, so no allergy problems – and if it needs repainting (there were kids there, and kids are kids) he will let us use no VOC paint.

Add to that we can move our business from the rented office to the house (again, no carpet or perfumed cleaners used by other people to clean) – AND when we need to work on the RV, we can bring it “home” for a few days to do so. Packing for a trip (or hurricane flight) will be a lot easier without having to pack the car, then unpack it and put it in the RV. And – we can use a grill for the first time since 2000. He won’t cook fish in the house to be nice to me, now he can cook fish and eat healthier.

Last thing I am raving over: the rental comes with yard service. I don’t have to worry about fire ants and Leon duking it out. See, another way, I can breathe.

OK, not last. We will be closer to our son and daughter-in-law. I hope that means we see a tiny bit more of them between work, vacations, and what not.

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Only the Good Friday. I have to admit, it was not my best Friday, not great news from some of those I love and some I just know, time barreling toward me with no new home to buy or rent that meets my needs or wants – yet – and I just read this article about the conditions and status of help received in Haiti, thanks to a tweet on Twitter tonight and my tweets reflected my inner temper a bit.

I know you are asking, “What are you doing throwing that negative stuff in here on this day, Marcia?”

I couldn’t help myself – because there IS good in it; I just had to hunt for much of it. Really, isn’t that part of what Shelly’s vision for Only the Good Friday is? Hunting for the Good – in spite of ourselves? Leaving the snarkiness, as she puts it, behind

OK. Here goes in one long run on paragraph, Only the Good!

The sky was blue, the Florida air was wonderfully cool. Leon and I made some decisions on RV Panoply remodeling. Now, you know I want two or three different things at once, and Leon does not always seen the brilliance in ALL my ideas, so that was a major accomplishment, grin. We agreed on my sofa/bed design with extra storage, my smaller dinette with larger table, our flooring, and my step covering idea. (Do you see the trend there? It’s only ’cause I have more hours to scheme.) Part of the sad news was a separation – with a child involved. I had to dig deep on that one. The three of them are young enough to regroup and make the best of it, whichever way it goes. (Shh, I KNOW the youth of our world don’t always make the right decisions, this is about the possibilities!) I get to take a break from my new home search this weekend and concentrate on…. work, lol, and RV Panoply. I won’t mention the worst news, but people have them in their prayers… and that, in itself, is a good thing. And tweeting little senryu and micropoetry and just thinking ‘out loud’ on Twitter helped put my mood into perspective: 2 year old inner tantrum mixed with bleeding heart for them. As to Haiti, as depressing as the statistics are, if you read the numbers you realize just how many people HAVE helped. We just need to squeeze a bit more out if we can, quickly.

There, not the most positive of my Friday posts – but I see the hope, the fun – and I read it and remember that I had to force a smile a couple of times, but they DID give way to genuine ones.

Everyday cannot be perfect – but everyday can be made better with effort.

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My mind bounces from place to place. No, make that it bounces and zig zags and backtracks and races. There. That is more accurate. I’ve been waiting so many months to start my series on remodeling our RV that I got ahead of myself. I should have named the series before I wrote even my farfetched dreams for it. So, rather than throw a fit over it, I’m going to…

continue, I think. To make it worse, grin, I had to use Leon as a sounding board to come up with a title, and though he will take credit for the series title, I thought of it at the same time. Guess it is because we have been married so very long. ; )

You do get it don’t you? ReVitalizing RV Panoply ties in with my blog’s tag line. Now I can get on with telling our journey to making someone else’s RV into ours. Yes, it is remodeling,

but more importantly it is ReVising and ReVitalizing what will become our part time full time home. If it ReVitalizes Leon or I along the journey, we won’t be complaining. Speaking of ReVitalizing. I sure hope our Mother-in-Law Tongue helps eat some of the off gassing in the RV.

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Fridays, Shelly at This Eclectic Life declared for us to post Only the Good. No snarky remarks, just hunt for the good. So, I will ignore that the realtor did not return my call from this morning, grin. I mean she found the good in her day today….

I have still not gotten back in the swing of blogging every day or even several times a week, but, for once, I’m O.K. with that – for now. That is good, acceptance.

My good today is personal. Leon and I made the decision to take a chance and move into a manufactured home in an RV Resort, assuming we can get financing in the current financial climate. It is small, but when we went to check it out on a Tuesday, it was alive with people walking their dogs, talking to their neighbors, working on their homes, washing their RVs, playing golf, and helping us find a home, grin. (If we do buy there, I will show pictures.)

Granted most of these people are retired – and we won’t be. We will be working and for a while living in two places, but we have been so isolated from socializing and fun in recent years, working way too hard. So, though rife with logistical problems and his having to build a new referral base, we want to do it. That is good, taking a calculated risk. (Did I just say that?)

I could list many more positives and some negatives, but today, I must ignore that he will still have clients over 3 hours away for many months…

We are smiling, though. Insanity? No, we are both so tired of renting already that even less than 700 square feet sounds perfect, especially when Panoply will be parked outside our door, where we can finish remodeling her and ready to run away with us.

For now, Panoply remains shrouded from the road ahead, but her time is coming….

What’s perfect in your world today? Yesterday? This week? Jump on the bandwagon. Check out what Shelly has to say, grab a banner/button and start sharing your good one day a week. You can do it!

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I know my blog title confuses the heck out of people who stumble upon it without knowing who I am. It was not meant to, and yet, I like that it does. I knew when I created this blog, we wanted to RV in the future, but when I came up with the title, it’s meaning was much less about RVing – it is just that the act of Rving reflects my vision so much more. My tag line to the title is self-explanatory, I hope.

Poetry is very much a part of my life: rough draft poetry as I have said before, because most of life is done as a rough draft, we react. But there is something to be said for poetry that is edited and tweaked.

Now if I say I am writing haiku or senryu, many don’t know what the latter is (I didn’t) and others think haiku is nature and descriptive, and would rather just look at nature than read someone’s words about it.

On Twitter, we have allowed ourselves the freedom to play. Much of the haiku you find is so untraditional purists are closing their eyes as they grimace. There is a lot of beautiful and pure haiku posted, too.

One individual, an animal activist, musician, and poet – as well as an everyday human being, is also a collector. He spends extraordinary amount of time searching to post for us what he feels is the best haiku, senry, tanka, and micropoetry posted on Twitter on any given day. He is known as the Dragonfly Hunter.

But, he does not choose only the pure, but, also, the clever, well thought out, different. All are tiny slices of life: seen, hidden, wanted, cast aside, loved, hated; even the everyday. Real life.

Check out the Dragonfly Hunter’s collection. Let your eyes skip across the page and light at random. I dare you: The Dragonfly Archives

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