FTJ, Entry 4: The Old Guy Relaxes...Not

So we couldn't wait to get to a place and just kick back and enjoy our newfound freedom from the daily drudgery. Ah, sounds wonderful, doesn't it? We are here in Falmouth, MA, at a gorgeous RV park, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and Beau is...replacing a water filter under the kitchen sink.

The man never sits down! Granted, it does take him about an hour to set up once we arrive at our campsite -- the process, which is too "technical" for me to help with (my way of saying "hell no, I'm not touching that sewer hose!") -- involves a lot of bending, tugging, pulling, grunting, and tightening, as well as copious amounts of swearing and complaining.

Anyway, once that is over, we are supposed to relax. For instance, today we had planned to just drive east out on the Cape.

You make plans, Beau laughs.

No, we (he) decided to bag the leisurely drive and instead spend a bunch of money at the RV store -- including buying a new water filter. And this is how Beau spent his afternoon (Buddy supervised). Live Slow? When does that start? At least there was no plumber's crack to contend with....

(We finally got a digital camera -- better images are coming.)

Tanks, Panky

P.S. You probably noticed I have abbreviated the title of my blog; anything to cut down typing--my carpal tunnel is killing me!