Everyday Adventure

With a long, cold, and windy weekend on the horizon it was a perfect opportunity to enjoy some camping at the lake. Water was shut off for the season so the trip started by filling my Escape 21C’s fresh water tank. It has a capacity of 28 gallons which means my four, 7 gallon water jugs were a perfect top off.

Each morning got colder and more windy. I stayed indoors and took it as a chance to be lazy and putter around the camper. I didn’t venture out much but I did inadvertently stumble into the Home Depot and Harbor Freight on Black Friday which meant I had some new things to play with. I honestly didn’t go out on purpose, in fact, I was worried stores might be closed the day after Thanksgiving…because sometimes my mind works in mysterious ways.

I’d decided (Black) Friday morning that maybe I shouldn’t push the cold weather limits of the camper and go ahead and winterize it before the rain the following day. My plan was to go out and buy a bottle of RV antifreeze and a small air compressor, the later of which I wanted regardless. I ended up finding what I needed as well as a drill, impact driver, reciprocating saw, drill bit set, and ratchet set because Black Friday.

Well, I got home with very little daylight left to winterize. As I started to rush around I had a nagging thought to call Escape Trailers and ask about my cold weather situation. So I did. And about 10 minutes and one wonderful conversation later I was informed that with my set up and with the plan to keep the heater running I was well within the scope of what the camper could handle temperature-wise. And so, I stopped rushing and had a relaxing evening instead.

The post’s title is not ironic or pessimistic. In fact, it’s an aspiration. I’ve accepted that for whatever reason my current path includes what most folks call bad luck. A lot of things are breaking around me, or so it seems. From relationships to a new truck, nothing is safe from my karmic fate.

As is common this time of year, I was considering my string of “bad luck” and wondering what I had to be grateful for. It came to me as I sat alone in a bar thanksgiving night. Ok ok…although true, that’s a bit dramatic. I should rephrase and say, I’d had a great Thanksgiving day with family and was checking out an awesome band that night when it came to me. I was enjoying the music and letting my mind wander. I was thinking about gratitude and how hard it is to believe you should be happy when things are falling apart. Then the realization, all the broken things were gifts to have had at all.

The fact that something about them has broken is unfortunate but that is what happens to all things. To rid my life of “back luck” would require ridding my life of….everything. No car to break. No love to lose. And well, that’s no life to live.

So, I had a great rainy and cozy long weekend and a wonderful Thanksgiving which brought about some thanksgiving for broken things.

That’s all for now.

Zach