After water aerobics yesterday morning, we packed a lunch and headed out to a town a couple of hours east of us to pick up the camper. We arrived about noon, and stopped by Daughter's house to eat our deli turkey sandwiches and individual containers of fat-free chocolate pudding topped with walnuts. Daughter was at work, and her husband, who was off work yesterday, was running errands. He arrived just as we were ready to leave.
Since I have a gift card to a department store in that town, given to me by Hubbie last Christmas, we stopped by to see if there were any clearance bargains. I came away with a couple of nice blouses, and plenty of money left on the card for another visit to the store later.
From there, we went to the camper sales and service business and hooked up the camper. We were floored by the cost of the repairs. There is a generous warranty on the unit, but we hope we never have another problem with the refrigerator!
Before returning home, we stopped by a discount warehouse club store to pick up several bulk-package items and fresh produce. We were on the road back home around 3 p.m.
Mother opted to stay home with Shih Tzu, and she had prepared broiled salmon, boiled new potatoes, and steamed mixed vegetables for supper. We added grape tomatoes that I'd brought home from the warehouse club store.
Note from water aerobics: we were talking about housekeeping, when one of the ladies, a young woman with pre-teen boys, commented that she knows it's time to mop the kitchen floor when it's so sticky that when she walks across it, her socks pull off her feet. I remember the days when my own teenage boys would spill orange juice, or drop jelly on the floor, and then wipe it up but fail to mop it, leaving a sticky goo.
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