Dear ugly, old, ripped up linoleum flooring,
We've been to snowy Minnesota for a week and back. We've settled in to travel trailer life and are thoroughly enjoying the extreme water conservation, little blue outhouse and too short bed. I have to say I never thought I'd see the day when my toes hung over the edge of a bed--now I wake up to it every morning. It makes me start every day with a giggle! I do feel bad for Brandon who's entire feet stick over the edge! Now that we're TVless, have a much smaller house to clean and are slowing down a bit for the winter I promise much more frequent postings than as of late.