Travelswith Snowbirds. Wednesday March 6, 2013, Myrtle Beach Travel Park, Myrtle Beach SC

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The One About The End

OMG did it rain overnight. I fell asleep watching TV sitting bolt upright in my chair, wrapped in a big wool shawl, crochet on lap. I woke up at 1:00 and went to bed. I immediately fell back to sleep, but woke up at 3:00 am to intense rain. Buckets slapping against Moya’s sides and top. So hard, I had to get out of bed to make sure it wasn’t the ocean coming up!!! I laid for a while listening to it and fell back to sleep. Up at 6:30, on the beach at 6:45 (about 30 minutes after sunrise) for very unsuccessful shell picking. The wind was so intense I had to give up after less than half a mile. It was awful! So were the shells. The sky is crystal clear blue, but the wind is insane!!! I guess there have been gusts at 50 mph. It is coming pretty much straight out of the west, hitting Moya on her left/driver side. All day long. No let up. The temperature is about 50, and it would be wonderful outside, except for the relentless wind.

Following up on a few things – when I got to MBTP, I saw 2 ants, one on the outside, and one on the inside. I squashed them both with my finger, and haven’t seen another one since. My cardiac symptoms are few and far between. Every now and then I get an episode of palpitations that can last from 5 minutes to 2 hours, but that’s all good. I sit down if I need to, or just ignore it and it goes away. My heart rate has stayed slow – never going above 100 except if I walk fast. No heart drugs at all. My ankles are slim. I wish the rest of me was. I am going to try to cut the Nexium down to one tablet every other day and see if that keeps my stomach and esophagus calm. I sure hope so.

Winston didn’t even want to go outside! That’s got to be a first. So, I took this opportunity to start to pack up things to bring back into the house. I have collected quite a few shopping bags over the course of this trip from various events. All my clean and dirty clothes are in black plastic bags. Food and electronics are in shopping bags. I wiped down the cabinets, inside and out. I even reorganized some stuff that I will leave in cabinets and drawers. I washed the inside of all the windows. We sparkle!!!! The only thing left for me to do when I get home tomorrow is move all the bags, vacuum and wash the floor. Then I can work on finding a space to park her for a few months.

I don’t want to get all sad and gloomy, so I won’t. I am probably neither. I am just looking forward to my next adventure. (Although this wind today has made me a little stir crazy and I probably am anxious to get the hell out of this blasted tin can and be in a house!!) As I said to Numa recently about himself, and I know it is true for me: how fortunate that we have been able to re-invent ourselves over and over and over again. Life has been wonderful for this old lady.

I end my Snowbird 2013 trip with a favorite quote of mine from the awful Kevin Costner movie, “The Guardian.” I might have plagiarized it just a bit to better suit me. If I’ve used it before, I apologize. I just like it.

Hell, I've always been old. Ya' know what though, I don't mind. I mean, if my muscles ache, it's because I've used them. If it's hard for me to walk up the steps now; it’s because I walked up them every night to lay next to a man who loved me. I got a few wrinkles here and there, because I've lain under thousands of sunny skies. I look and feel this way, because I drank and I smoked; I have lived and I have loved, danced, sang, sweat and screwed my way through a pretty damn good life if you ask me. Getting old ain't bad. Getting old, is earned.

Kat out

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Comments

[Kathy Watson]

LOVED your quote.. How true. The aim is to slide into the grave all used up and be able to say "Wow, what a ride!" I'm working on that one.