Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Little Reminders

Whenever I drive south from my house towards the downtown area of town I pass several houses with small travel trailers. These aren't the older, vintage trailers, but rather newer, more modern looking ones. I always think about and look forward to the day I can get my own trailer. It's not something I think about every day where it is constantly on my mind. But whenever I see little reminders around town, or even on television, I dream about 'the day' . . . the day I finally get a trailer of my own.

In the meantime, I've got yearly dues to pay to stay active in my Sisters on the Fly on-line group. I need to get that sent sometime this week. They are due in August each year.

At the present time we are occupied with some remodelling in our house so I don't have the funds to even think about a vintage travel trailer at this time. We have put off re-doing the kitchen for so long now - it desperately needs some TLC. We picked up the tile for the kitchen floor on Monday. We are working on some mudding and taping to repair some wall issues in what will be our new guest room now that the boys are out of the house and it is just us two again. And we've got company scheduled to come visit the middle of next month so we are on a dead-line to get the guest room completed. Once the guest room is finished we'll move on to work on the kitchen.

It will seem odd when we start tearing the old worn out kitchen cabinets out of there. I'm still rolling some ideas around in my head on how to progress with it for now. I'm pretty set on what I want - the new configuration of cabinets and the new floorplan. We've still got time before we start so I'm tweaking ideas in my mind.

Meanwhile, little reminders come to me at times that lead me to dream . . . to dream of a day to come when I get my own little vintage trailer.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

A Girl Can Dream

I dream of owning a vintage trailer.Isn't it so dreamy? I would love a little vintage trailer similar to this one that I saw on-line. It would be so fun to have one now and take it out to the lake when we go fishing. We could camp out for the entire weekend and have a great time. Something this size would be extremely easy to pull and manipulate on the backroads and highways.

We recently had the pleasure of meeting up with some neighbors from years ago when the kids were little. Their son and our sons were great friends. I came to find out about a week or so too late that they had access to a little vintage trailer that used to be theirs. The current owners were looking to sell it - and I missed it! And to hear it was in good condition with no leaks and was going for only $450. Ouch! I am so disapointed I missed out on it. That would have been even better to have a story behind the history of the trailer passed down from someone I know. Oooh, that's just terrible. I could just kick myself that I didn't find out just a little bit earlier.

Needless to say I am still looking for my trailer. I know one day I will find it . . . or it will find me. It would be fun to do so soon. Meanwhile a girl can dream . . . of little vintage trailers, buttercup yellow, fun little traveling cottages, all blinged out and ready to go glamping.