Pay attention, Emily

Oh god.

That confident little chin lift thing I do by way of acknowledging other dually drivers when I’m behind the wheel of the BFT?

The one that says, “Hey, lookit me! I can drive one too!”


Way — way — more effective when I am in fact driving the BFT. And not our Hyundai Sonata. 


We still own too much

Not that the RV doesn’t come with its own list of cleaning, maintenance, repairs and other to-do’s (in fact, if ya drive by within the next hour, you’ll catch us washing it, which could be highly entertaining), but just by walking back into our bricks-and-sticks house, the get-it-done list increased by at least the eleventy-ninth power.

It’s a genuine mathematical phenomenon. I swear.