. “‘Where are we going, man?’ ‘I don’t know but we gotta go.’”
Jack Kerouac’s On the Road.
I'm not sure what that means, or why I even quoted it, but nonetheless the thought of it made me take the little Bronco off the truck in its winter quarters this morning, and put my Andersen fifth wheel hitch back where it belongs.
It took me about an hour of unhurried labor to take the chains off the truck that hold down the little Bronco, raise it up out of the truck bed, drive out from under it, lower the little Bronco to the ground, and put the Andersen hitch back in the bed of the truck. I would say the thing that took the longest was raising the camper up from the truck bed, and then setting it on the ground.
I was thrilled when I found out the little Bronco had electric jacks on it because I'd always wanted electric jacks on my Hallmark pop up slide in camper, but they cost a bundle so I never bought them and just used my cordless Milwaukee drill with an adapter on it to run the manual jacks up and down.
That actually worked quite well, I just had to do a lot of walking around and around the camper jacking up each corner a few inches at a time, and of course electric jacks solve that problem. But what I didn't know is that the little Bronco's electric jacks have one speed and that speed is sloooooooow. My Milwaukee drill just like most drills had two speeds so I could run the jack feet down and touch the ground really really quick and then use the lower speed to actually lift the camper. Not so with the little Bronco.
It takes a loooong time to get the jack feet to hit the ground, but it only takes a minute to jack it up a couple of inches out of the truck bed. So I think I could actually accomplish this task quicker on the Hallmark with my drill that I can with the little Bronco's electric jacks. I'm not sure if they make them but it seems like two speed jacks would work a whole lot better, and if I ever had to buy electric jacks they would definitely be two speed.
The little Bronco sitting in a fenced in area next to my daughter's house where it will remain safely ensconced until I return in the spring.
I'm having second thoughts about taking a quick mini-vacation to my property in early October. Reason being is that my one track mind has so quickly shifted to the upcoming travel season that it's hard for me to concentrate on my rapidly vanishing summer season.
When I cleaned out a couple of cubbys yesterday and got rid of a few items that I no longer needed, the act of physically doing something to get ready for my winter travels without warning switched my brain from summer mode to winter mode, and now my winter travel plans have all but taken over what few brain cells I have left.
Having a one track mind can be a benefit in some instances because I can accomplish most anything if my mind happens to be on the right track. But multitasking is out of the question. I can accomplish multiple things if they all happen to be part of the same project. For instance I got a lot of things accomplished fairly quickly when I bought the little Bronco camper. I installed the solar panels, and inverter, a solar controller, all the wiring, and some other things, because that was all part of one project.
What's hard for me to do is, put some solar panels on the little Bronco camper, put aside wiring them, and then walk into the Arctic Fox and sweep the floor. It's difficult for me because my mind is only thinking about the little Bronco not the Arctic Fox.
So how does one afflicted with a one track mind manage to get through life like that? Well for me I have to trick my brain into thinking that doing multiple things is all part of the same project. For instance when I was in the restaurant business I had employees that did the jobs that needed to be done, including managers for the restaurants, so my job ended up being what I was the absolute worst at which was multitasking.
I had to do whatever needed to be done multiple times a day. If the kitchen needed help I might be flipping hamburgers, if one of the cashiers didn't show up I would be helping on the register, if multiple Grocery salesman came in at the same time I might be ordering bread, if a reefer quit working I would be trying to fix it, if there was a spill in the dining room I would be mopping it up, all that and a hundred other things was my job every day, a nightmare for someone with a one track mind.
So how did I make it work? I tricked my mind into believing that all those different tasks were part of the single big project of running a restaurant, which of course it is, but that wasn't the way my mind saw it so I had to convince my brain that it was.
Now days I don't have much mind left to trick, and multitasking is not something I'm required to do very often, unless you count relaxing and drinking a cup of coffee at the same time as multitasking.
I finally have a date when I'm going to leave Denver and head South. My daughter and her husband are going to take a short vacation, what I would call a mini-vacation, and I want to hang around and keep an eye on the house till they get back on October 15. So I will probably be leaving the next day.
Thinking about traveling put me in the mood to go through a couple of cupboards and throw some stuff away. Looking at some of the things I threw away kinda made me wonder why I kept them in the first place. Giving it some thought two things came to mind, one is it looked like something I would use in the future, and the other was sentimental value.
You really don't know what you're going to need when you become a full-timer. Even someone like me who's been RVing for decades still overestimated what it was going to take to be a successful full-timer. But as a rule of thumb its going to take a lot less stuff than you ever imagined and the more things you can get rid of before you start full-timing the better off you'll be.
The things you brought with you that you found out later that you really didn't need are not a problem to get rid of, you can give them away to somebody who may need them, which will give you a good feeling, or you can just toss them into a trash can and there again feel good that you're getting rid of stuff that's in the way and adds weight to the RV. The items with sentimental value are a lot more difficult.
Today I threw away a digital, AC plug-in alarm clock that sat on a nightstand next to my bed at my house for a long long time. It was just a cheap Walmart alarm clock but it had big numbers on it that I could read without my glasses on if I woke up in the middle of the night because there were Elk in the yard making noise, a bear walking on the back deck, or a family of raccoons on the roof, and yes all of those things happened.
Even though it was a plug-in clock it had a small battery in it that would keep it running for a few hours so that when the power went out, which was a fairly common occurrence in the mountains where I lived, the clock continued to keep time running on battery power until the electricity came back on. I liked never having to reset it.
When I started full timing I knew I was going to be boondocking a lot, because boondocking is where I'm happy and free, so I knew that having an AC plug-in clock didn't make much sense because my life revolves around solar panels and batteries, but I brought that clock with me anyway because it had sentimental value. But today I finally let go.
Letting go of the past is difficult, and it's even more difficult if the past consisted of so many memorable times, both good and bad because they all fit together to make what we call a life. Some folks are better at letting go than others, I myself took the cowards way out and rented a storage room to hold some of the memories that I had trouble letting go of, but even the storage room has less in it now than it did a year ago.
I keep telling myself that memories are in your mind and not in a "thing" and if your memories are important then you won't need a "thing" to remind you of them. I tell myself that all the time, over and over.
Today was weird hair day at my grandson's kindergarten class. I wonder what the kids did that always have weird hair