I am not a planner. I have always lurched from one situation to another. I have been exceedingly lucky. Not planning might very well be a character flaw. I like flying by the seat of my pants, and living in the present. On New Year’s Eve at the KOA Campground on Pine Island, I sat watching senior citizen’s dancing, I thought, how the f*ck did I get here? Yikes, I am now a senior citizen. However, I do enjoy watching couples dance. When I lived in Nevada, you could always tell who the show girls were. They still have great legs at age 70, and the moves.
So, watching a bunch of grey hairs dancing, especially when the couples know each other’s foot work, is always nice. Couples who have been dancing together since their high school prom, or at least that’s what it looks like – is real dancing.
I didn’t go to my 1972 high school prom, and didn’t want to. I hated HS. Of course, at my HS prom there was only flaying, not dancing, and no fancy footwork.
Happy New year and welcome 2018.
Welcoming the new year is the 
‘Bomb cyclone’ blasting East Coast a polar vortex uncorking tremendous cold. If it is snowing in Florida, this may be a sign that Hell is freezing over. I of course blame Donald Trump, enough said.
When it is cold in Florida, what is a person who lives in a 20′ Airstream to do? Yesterday, I cooked in my new huge kitchen, 
complete with double sink and counter space. Today I made campground reservations through April. Anyone considering RVing in Florida in the winter should make reservations a year in advance.
Planning, I hate planning.
Worse, you have to pay in advance, or at least put down a deposit. It is like paying rent 6 months, in advance. Some campgrounds only want a deposit, but the many want the full-amount. Plays havoc with retirement budgeting. And, when something happens (and, it always does), and you pay cancellation fees.
There are so many blogs, list serves, YouTube and DIY websites that tell you what to do before, and while you are full-time RVing. I missed the post about reservations.
The other thing I missed was purchasing a portable air compressor. 
Checking tire pressure is much easier in a campground, then maneuvering into a gas station air compressor. Especially, since my first foray into a gas station was not pretty. I bought an air compressor on Amazon.com for under $40, it is a life and time saver.
I love a man with tools. Chuck, my sister Becky’s finance, is just that guy.
Chuck helped me install my truck bed cover, and that same morning Becky had a flat tire in the garage. Chuck to the rescue! Chuck of course had a portable air compressor. Chuck also cooks and plays golf, and always wants to be helpful. What a great guy. Becky and Chuck are helping with mail and an address. When you live on the road, you need to have mail forwarded. The US Postal Service charges $20 a week, not in my budget. Thanks, Becky and Chuck.
Today, I mapped and reserved camping for my next 5 months: Fort Myers to Port Saint Lucie, Key Largo, Everglades National Park, Suwannee State Park and music festival, Gulf Coast and on to New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival the last weekend in April, and then on to Long Island for the summer. Friends are welcome to meet me anywhere along the way.
Happy New Year, 2018. Thanks for sticking with me.
