It’s been a very relaxing 12 days and everyone has been getting along, even me and Laura … well, at least in our campground they have (from our rare views of the media – social and other – the rest of y’all don’t seem to be playing together well at all.) Anyway … as many of our friends are aware, Laura and I work from home and have had the luxury and privilege (at least it was a privilege before the covids came) of doing so for many years. And since she’s (mostly) stopped traveling for work, we spend 99% of our lives within 50 feet of one another save the odd trip out alone for an errand around town. Now that 50 feet of separation takes place in a fair sized house and we each have our separate spaces. The dogs can roam freely and the cat sleeps wherever it wants. In fact it’s not out of the ordinary for us to not see each other until dinner time. So it was with some concern that we undertook the objective of not just vacationing but also working and living our usual lives and schedules in a space that comes in at under 200 square feet (including a queen-size bed, dinette, kitchen, bathroom and cabinetry.) Happily, what concern there was, little though it may have been, was unnecessary as each member of the family quickly adjusted to their own version of “RV normal”. The dogs seem content and I think they enjoy the extra attention they get from going on their poop walks several times a day. Laura and I are content being away from the drama and it’s been nice being just a little bit closer. The cat is content because it’s a cat.
