Life never gets boring

It's been a while since I've updated the blog and I thought now would be a good time to share a bit of some inside info on what's really been going on. My weekdays are now consumed by going to what Katie refers to as "my fake job". Fake in the sense that because I work with my dad I must just get to screw off the whole time. The reality is in fact that I work my ass off at this place. I've taken it upon myself to set the pace of the work environment when I'm there. Things are in a constant state of movement and the plant is coming together nicely. In just a couple of short weeks there will be pre-packaged sandwiches and beef jerky pouring out of this plant and into the hands of consumers. My current role is constructor-in-chief. It's a self made title that basically means I've got to be able to build it all, whenever it is needed. It's strange to go back to construction as my means of income. Approximately ten years have passed since that was my last official title. Funny how the world work out. 

sIn between the hours of work there is still real life things that need to be taken care of. We have moved into the house and Roo needs to be put away for the winter. Katie stripped the ol' girl of all our worldly things and placed them into the new abode. After that she gets a good cleaning and all of the plumbing systems get winterized. Part of the winter process is stripping off all of the parts I added to make our trip better. The focus changes to all of our improvements. There's no sense in leaving these expensive add-ons for the next owner. The strip down process takes me to the propane tank where I had added an extend-a-stay kit. I pulled off the regulator from the tank and some goo starts to drip out. That's not good. Propane is a gas.. not goo. A quick google search tells me that it's a result of overfilling the tank and all of the chemicals to make the propane stink have accumulated and sat in the lines. No big deal though. I let it drain out and hook the regulator back up. All is well. 

Roo gets parked on the street after her full washdown and I  can't help but snap a picture. It's a polarizing moment. Our house on wheels is parked in front of our house on bricks. She's been so good to us. It feels as though we have given up on her and that breaks my heart. The miles of asphalt under her wheels have taken us on the greatest trip of our lives. Now she sits under the cloudy sky in cold temps waiting to be put away. 
Faithful she has always been.
Resiliency she has always provided.
Security she has always encompassed us with.
We will miss the miles you delivered under our feet my dear. We both shed a tear for the loss of our travels together. Know that we love you, and all that you have given us.