Well, we moved and re-leveled (that is tricky, with 1 x 6s and leveling blocks - thinking about installing jacks now ...) for our last night. And the TV went out for some reason. But we had a lovely extra day. On our way home now.
As last night was Friday of Labor Day weekend, the campground filled up all afternoon. Frankly, too many people and especially kids there for my taste. We COULD have spent one more night, but nah - time to go home.
We are going to Pismo Beach on the 12th - 15th. My daughter's boyfriend's birthday weekend, and their camping friends are going too - they are going to be camping ON the beach, and bringing quads to ride on the beach. We are going to stay at a respectable campground a couple of blocks away, and join them on the beach during the day. No way I'm risking getting this behemoth stuck in the sand!
Speaking of home: this is not a joke - while we were away, my daughter moved into the pool house with her dog and two cats, and Charles' daughter, her husband and their two year old moved into the guest bedroom. The lease on their house across the street is up tomorrow. OMFG.
My daughter was invited to stay for a month, because all summer I have been in the running for a job in the UK, and if we ended up moving there, I wanted her and her roommate (who currently lives with his parents, so he's flexible as to moving date) to rent our house, along with my son and his girlfriend (who are on a month-to-month lease). Unfortunately (or not - it could have been a disaster, but definitely would have been an adventure!), I came in second, which I didn't find out about until 2 weeks ago.
Why stepdaughter and hubby didn't find a place in time is a whole nother story, and I'm not happy about their lack of planning being OUR problem. We are NOT making it more comfortable this time by cleaning out the basement bedroom, while the baby sleeps upstairs - they will ALL be in the smaller guest bedroom. And notice that we disappeared during the week while they moved in - Charles is in no condition to be carrying anything heavier than a campstove anyway.
On the other hand, I will have help at the house during Charles' recovery from multiple hernia surgeries on September 23rd. So, I guess it could be worse.