Old Dogs, Old Tricks
After living in a motorhome for over 2 years (28 months, give or take a few days) we had to re-learn a few things. We spent about a week going in between spaces (the bed took 5 days to get major items ordered and some items to be delivered). It is fun to buy, admittedly. New stuff! More on that later.
You forget despite living in a sticks and bricks for 40+ (grumble, *cough*) years, or take care to re-teach yourself quickly. When we first moved into the rig, for example, our master bed was surrounded by the walls with only one real exit towards the end of the bed (which we furnished with a large ottoman for the dogs to jump up and down as it was HIGH for any dog, particularly if you are a chihuahua mix). When we came back to the sticks and bricks, the bed didn’t have walls up and we felt like we were going to fall out (yes we’ve stayed in hotels for work throughout the years but the bed we chose we very high!).
Piper had to relearn how to get back into and out of the bed as well. Because there weren’t two walls stopping her she tried front and both sides whereas before she went off the front. She was going to get herself killed so we had to go a little ottoman-happy (all three sides of the bed, only the head was spared because that was logistically impossible for her).
We also had to retrain ourselves to trust that we could take a shower and wash clothes at the same time without fearing the shower losing all water and water pressure. Heck, we just run the dishwasher at the same time because we can! And the clothes! We can wash a normal load of clothes without spending hours trying to dry them. We forgot about that.
Trash cannot just be taken to the dumpster when full. That part is annoying. We actually have to keep it until trash day. Oh yeah! Trash day! Forgot about that. Luckily, this place isn’t like our first two places. First two places you had to fit everything to go out in trash bins. While no trash bins should be put out (weird, to us), you can let your freak flag fly and pile everything in one big pile and they’ll pick it up. After moving in we tossed out stuff the owners “generously” left for us and they took it. The only apparent rule they have is recyclables in clear bags. Alrighty then, if you take that really ugly lamp without my bagging it or binning it.
We also have forgotten – perhaps conveniently for us – about the home maintenance. Weeding! Cleaning! More cleaning! Oh yeah. That will take more than the five minutes it took us in the coach. And our supposedly “clean” house may have been cleaner than others we’d seen while touring homes but our bare feet became filthy after a couple of hours. Nope – turns out the old homeowners never actually mopped the place. Since mopping once a week no dirty bare feet! So some things don’t change. You need to clean your home for it to be clean, kids.
There are some new tricks we’ve had to learn though. Day 5 into cleaning, and painting, and installing, we decided to bring Piper in so she could check out the digs. In her fourteen years she’s never been that close to a pool before. After walking around on leash, we decided to take her off-leash. Now mind you, Piper doesn’t do new things. When she does, she would learn from Ally and copy Ally. Ally has been gone for a year (can you believe it?) so this was all new territory for all of us. The result? SPLASH! She fell in. Chris jumped in after her and they both got out sopping wet and freezing. Did we mention it was only 60 degrees out? It was an oddly cold day. We did learn three things though 1) our dog, despite never swimming before, could swim 2) always have towels in the house, even if you have nothing else 3) in case of emergency, you want Chris (not Kim, who screamed when Piper fell in) by your side.
See? You learn something new every day.