It Only Happens Once A Year

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I got up early this morning and headed to the gym. Before leaving the house though, I was awaken to "Las Mañanitas" and a birthday cake. Yes, another year has gone by and I am a year older. I would hope a year wiser too!

I sure don't feel this old but hey, I've never been a good judge of age. I have to admit that I have a wonderful life. If anyone could love life as much as I do it's me. I'm glad my mom and dad didn't stop at eight children and went on to have me and my little brother.

That's why I'm so anxious to get on the rv road. I don't want to miss out on anything. Luck has always been on my side and I have traveled for my work all my life. I know a bit about the American continent thanks to those travels in addition to my own. Once you get a taste for what is out there it becomes an addiction. I can see why so many of our rver friends just keep rving. It gets in your blood.

I did have a slight scare yesterday. I got up in the morning and saw an owl in the front yard. He hung around all day. Even when I went out last night to see the great rain that finally fell, there he was staring me right in the eyes. I took this as a death omen along with the fact that for the last year, no matter where I am or what I do, the clock, calendar, workout machines, digital read outs all seemed to say 822. It was really getting on my nerves.

Well, let's see if I am still here tomorrow.