I like it when a plan comes together, everything works out beautifully and the results are exactly as expected.
And then there is reality.
After jumping through multiple hoops to finally snag an appointment to have my RV professionally washed, waxed and buffed prior to winterizing, I was less than thrilled to be told, “Oh, by the way, our Wasilla location is currently closed, so you’ll need to bring the motorhome to Anchorage to have this done – and have it here first thing in the morning”. Arrghh!
So … I switched gears to make this early Saturday morning appointment work. I am NOT a big “morning person”, so the idea of rising at 5:00 am to get on the road at 6:30 am was less than appealing.
Instead of having Jer follow me to the near-by local facility to drop “Roada” off and return later in the day to pick her up as we had initially planned, I decided to drive the RV into Anchorage on Friday evening.
It would be simple enough to spend the night in the free RV parking area at Cabala’s, and I’d only be a few blocks from the RV Detailing facility I was heading for in the morning. 👍🏼
No biggie. I’m fine with a good excuse for a weekend adventure – and figured I might even stop in Eagle River for a short fall foliage overnight on my way home with my bright and shiny RV.
Saturday morning dawned crisp and sunny. I dragged myself out of my warm blankets early, flipped the thermostat up to get some much needed heat flowing and started coffee.
With the rig now nicely heated, Ronni was enticed out from her warm spot under the blankets I’d recently vacated. She made it as far as the closest floor heater vent before collapsing once again in the flow of warm air.
It was sort of a “Garfield” moment; “I’m not sure I can make it across [the sunny/warm spot] …. awake!” 😄
I quickly dressed, knowing I needed to get an early start. My phone beeped an incoming text message just as I was dressing and leashing Ronni up for her morning potty walk.
It was the guy from the RV Detailing place – TEXTING me to cancel my appointment. The appointment I was supposed to be at in less than an hour! It seems his tech (he only has one?) had a tummy ache. Right.
No phone call, no apology or request to reschedule. Just a text message; “I’m disappointed to tell you we have to cancel.” 🤷♀️ HE is disappointed?
So … now what? It’s 7:30 am on a Saturday morning.
Well, Ronni loves the Cabala’s RV area, so it wasn’t a totally wasted trip. It not only has a large, well-maintained lawn area for dog walking, but there are SQUIRRELS!
I think I need more coffee.
More about our radically changed weekend plans coming soon. Yes, I truly do believe the old saying; “When life hands you lemons – make lemonade!