We started our cross-country adventure yesterday. We took the full morning to pack and lock down any items that might move in our RV. My mom made sure our fridge, freezer, and cooler were full, so now I’m pretty sure we will be set on food until at least Christmas. There finally came a moment when our truck and RV were hooked together, RV stabilizers were up, and there was nothing left to do but to pull out of our summer camp site that had turned into our fall campsite (although let’s be honest it looked more like winter when we left).
After Nick drove for six hours, we set up camp for the night at a Walmart in West Virginia joined by a few other RVers. I’ve always thought it was interesting how people set up camp in a parking lot, and now I’m one of those people! Before we could settle in, though, it seemed our batteries weren't going to make it through the night, and we were going to need them to run our furnace. This would probably be the last time we would need the furnace for a while since the temperatures in Key Largo hover in the high 70s all winter. Wait-I just checked. It’s 82 degrees next week and blue skies. I fully understand if all of our family and friends in Buffalo stop reading at this point. If it helps, yesterday Nick and I were part of one of the coldest Buffalo Turkey Trots on record. Maybe that doesn’t help much. How about we had to have sand dropped at our summer site just to have enough traction to get out of the snow? I think I’m just providing reminders of what we deal with for 6 months so I’ll just stop.
Anyway, back to our batteries. It’s a good thing we stopped at Walmart because we were able to buy a new set. Up until this point Nick has taken care of all things RV-related. I did paint our entire interior, but I haven’t even been on top of our RV. Or under it. So I knew it was time to change my involvement with our new home. Nick and I watched a YouTube video together to see how to replace our old batteries and it seemed pretty straightforward. We both took turns connecting each battery, and when we turned on our thermostat and heard our furnace kick on, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Could I explain what I did exactly? Probably not. A wire going to positive and another to negative and something in there about polarity. I know I learned this in middle school science, but it’s like when people tell me they don’t remember anything from when they were in 7th grade Spanish, a subject I taught for 7 years.
After feeling super smug about my new battery-changing abilities, we settled in for the night with a beautiful view of a brightly lit billboard screen out our left window. I could have shut our curtains more, but our cats like to sit on their little ledge and look out at passing cars. And after having them sit in their pet carriers during our long drive, I figured I could deal with a billboard. I’d like to think it was our own giant nightlight.
Tonight we will park our home in a county park in South Carolina. It’s still weird to say that: “park our home”. You might be thinking we will already be well beyond the cold-weather border that happens when you leave Buffalo, but don’t worry-it hasn’t gotten over 40 degrees yet. So that means another night where I can bask in my glory every time the batteries bring our furnace to life.