Alright, where did I leave off. Oh yes, my camper dream. My dream this past summer was to downsize and move into a camper. My heart was set on this in the WORST way. All was going well, when my dad told me I could use my uncles old camper. Boo. So, my cousin offered her sons Rv, which I took. I didnt have a choice, I couldnt have the camper, and every camper I found was to expensive, or trashed. My family didnt get the RV moved up to the house until September. I spent everyday cleaning, scrubbing, vacuuming, organizing, stuffing, and making it mine. Then my fall vacation happened.
The third week of October, I went on vacation to Oklahoma to chill with my Beetle friends. Then when I got back, winter had its foot in the door, and my home wasnt even where it was supposed to be. Frowney Face. Then one day my uncle came into TJ's to order some tacos, and he told me about an empty mobile home in the trailer court he live in, about three and a half blocks from work. I was initially leary of the idea of living there.
That trailer part is know as "Mexican Village" in my town. There are about 30 trailers, and most of them are inhabited by Mexicans. Anyway, I thought anywhere is better than an unprepared camper in winter. So, I called and checked on it. We met that day, he undid the 2x4 over the front door and let me in. The first thing I noticed was the heavy musty smell in the air, coming to find out the trailer had been empty and locked up for about 6 months. Then I noticed the MESS. Woah, the mess in this place. Looked as though the owner had just poofed. Took me about a week to remove the garbage and the personal effects from the place. Then was the cleaning part, as the couch was covered in mildew and there was mold on the ceilings! I had it all cleaned up, and moved in the second weekend of November. Then, problems started.
The conditions of me moving in was to fix the ceiling in the kitchen, and the bathroom wall/tub surround. I was fine with that. Also, I had discovered that my hot water heater, had a leak. I contacted my landlord, and they offered to fix it. I had also noticed I had no water to my kitchen, come to find the plumbing was cut to the kitchen. :( This began a two month long waiting game for the plumber to show up.
Finally at the end of January a plumber finally took on the job. And has had to do A LOT to fix my water. All this is leading up to a partial bathroom remodel of a 50 year old mobile home! Sweet, as long as I dont have to pay for it!
I anxiously await spring, to plant flowers, and the such around my trailer.
Til next time, Im outie!
