Victoria (YYJ) has been romancing me all day, giving way more than I've given back. I knew she was my lady, but I guess now I know I'm hers as well...
I've had two rough nights in the van. Terrible sleeps, lumpy bed, achey joints; so today, instead of finding a couch to crash on, I've spent the day re-wooing Vanna. Getting re-acquainted with my girl. I splurged at Value Village and bought a mattress from a pimped out chaise-lounge to even out the lumpy bits that have been causing so many painful nights/mornings/days for my hips and back. I cleaned her top to bottom, inside and out, gave her a good vacuuming and scrubbing and am now feeling like I'm out of the doghouse for having abandoned her to the cold during that week of 'house-sitting.'
Something you'll notice once you take up van-dwelling?
You live every day.
Please re-read that sentence ... I can wait.
If you already have been, seriously: power to you. I was not. But now, I am... And it's wonderful.
I took a nap under a rainbow today--just because I could.
Happy Valentines Day...