Today we drove away from the very nice RV park in Savannah and arrived at home a little after 2 pm.  We were held up a long time due to a traffic accident on the Buckman Bridge.  Welcome back to the Jacksonville area!

The weather was generally clear but quite warm.  It actually was normal for this time of year, but we had become spoiled by the cool weather farther north.  When we got home we looked around the yard at all the damage caused by Hurricane Irma.  There were several felled trees in the back lot.  The sun screen that I had mounted on one side of the motorhome port had been ripped down by the wind.  I had gone to a lot of time and trouble to mount that.  Thankfully the house was in fine shape.  Walking around the yard I see a lot of projects that I need to schedule, assuming the weather gets cool enough this winter.

We started unloading the motorhome, a very taxing job.  I see why so many become full-time motorhome residents:  you no longer have to load and unload for long trips.  We still are not ready for that.  Some day soon we must wash the motorhome, which we could not do along the way since RV parks forbid using their water to wash any vehicle.  We also need to clean its inside.

A lot of mail was sent to our house even though we had forwarded our mail to my sister in Jacksonville.  A lot of magazines, fliers, calendars, catalogs, etc.  And Xfinity mailed me a new cable box that they expect me to install.  Our TV now will not work, so I guess I need to get started figuring out how to install the new box.

We slowly are adjusting to being back home.  The motorhome became our home in a very real sense.  We often talked about how we never felt away from home or wishing we were back home.  We had our home with us.  We did get tired of bad weather as it turned sour in mid-October in lower Michigan, then followed us through Tennessee.  Then the RV parks were horrible in Virginia, Tennessee, and North Carolina.  Our last stop in Savannah, thankfully, was very nice.  Would not have minded staying there much longer.

By the end of this month, Betty will have hip replacement surgery.  We soon begin all the preliminary doctor visits that lead up to that.  With all the other things we must do to care for this property, this should translate into a very busy remainder of the year.

I wrote yesterday that I would try to capture what it was like driving into our driveway after being away so long.  As you can see above, it is seeing things that need to be done and scheduling chores to do, and then doing them as time allows.  That is what being home is like.  When traveling across the country, one is not thinking about chores around the house.  The vehicle is also the residence.  When one goes places and sees things, taking many photos and updating a blog along the way, chores are not a part of it.  Little things may be needed to be bought or fixed, but they are rather small unless the vehicle needs something major, and that would be an expense but someone else's chore.  When one is traveling, he is not involved in church or community activities either.  So coming home is a return to chores and outside activities.  Nothing mysterious, just life as usual.