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.