It wouldn’t be so bad I suppose if I had a vehicle and I could hop and go to town, or visit my son, or what I’d really like to do – head to C.’s place 45 minutes away.

I’ve been up here at the trailer for over a week now, and I’m feeling as if I have cabin fever.  Perhaps a week is a limit of what I can do without having mobility. Or perhaps it’s just a passing phase that a good cup of coffee will cure.  Speaking of which, I do have some on – and it’s the last of the coffee grounds. I should have picked up a new can of Maxwell House last week, but I thought I had lots here.

After my coffee, I’m seriously considering hiking out to the highway and then thumbing a ride to C.’s place.  I have to be there tomorrow anyhow, so why not tonight? But I also miss my son, and he’s in the opposite direction.

So far this week, everything has been fine with the Glendale trailer other than the very minor drip coming from the water heater.  I thought I’d try to put a wrench around the coupling to see if I could loosen it and perhaps repair it – but it’s so corroded and I’m afraid of twisting hard and perhaps just breaking something.  Maybe I’ll get to that next week, or see if I can find an expert on RV water heaters who can take a look and give me some advice.

Oh – blue jays. Beautiful birds, aren’t they? Very pretty to see five of them up in a tree. But first thing in the morning, you want to shoot them with the noise they make!  I like blue jays, but I don’t like being awoken by them.