I promised to write a blog a week and boy did I fall off that wagon; but extenuating circumstances, some personal issues and my own tendency to procrastinate were responsible. I am sorry. If you have read my previous blogs, you would be aware that the hubby and I bought a mobile home in Florida and I intended to write this winter’s posts about our ongoing work to make our winter home pretty and more to our taste. Things changed.
My blog was never intended to be political but somehow politics crept into how we feel about being in the US this year. Last winter, we were able to have some interesting conversations about the politics here. We asked questions about the system, the candidates, about the party policies. We got answers, some little arguments but nothing terrible. This year there was no conversation about the winning side. None, zero, nada. Strange; any attempt at introducing the subject was ignored. Folks here were content to just go on in their little world they didn’t want to explain how they voted or why. We Canadians are inquisitive and always willing to have a good debate but no one in our little circle here wanted to talk about political choices. That’s okay we could have other conversation.
Our park was active, quite a few activities, pot luck dinners, day trips, that type of thing. This year there was very little of that. Shuffleboard and cards still went on, if that’s what we want to do. We could play darts once a week but there were no movie nights, no pot luck dinners. There are only one hundred ten spots here so it is smaller than most and I discovered that’s not really a good thing. As in high school, the residents seem to be divided into a couple of cliques. I haven’t had to deal with that for many, many, many years and frankly neither I, nor the hubby, want to deal with that nonsense.
I injured my foot last year and it’s still not healed properly so I was stuck in the trailer or on the lanai for most of the time. The hubby was able to join a golf league and the participate in shuffleboard at the local senior’s centre. I get to read to my heart’s content, write and study my crystals. Each month we pay a land lease fee to the owner of the park. Everyone does but we pay over a twelve month period and we only use the park and trailer for three months so adding up the cost in pitiful Canadian dollars plus the exhorbitant cost of travel medical insurance, we decided to sell our mobile home. It makes sense and we can still travel and rent here if we decide we want to visit, get away from winter, and it would be much more cost effective. Posted on Craigslist, it only took five days to get an offer, meet the lovely couple, and receive a down payment. I’m sure they’ll really enjoy it.
So there you have it, our tale of the mobile home experience. I’m sorry I haven’t been writing much lately but expect that will change this spring.
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