The last few days or so, I've been having crazy thoughts. I've been planning to move to the coast at the end of summer, but I'm finding myself not so excited about moving into an apt... or rather, being stuck in one place, even if it is a much better place. Out of the blue, my brain has been popping up with the thought of saying the heck with it and getting a class C motor home and hitting the road. I do love the tiny homes, but they aren't super mobile - moveable, but not meant for moving often. I'm obviously going through something here. lol Looking at what I actually use, I could definitely fit into a motor home... the kitties, I'm not so sure. Might have to anchor myself somewhere for a few more years yet.
A pooping moose... and cat. lol They've both made their way to the donation box. I have enough real animals pooping around here.
Another little item sent by my mother. I'm not sure why I still had it, but I don't now. If only I could convince her to stop wasting money on junk like this. Want me to know you're thinking of me? Pick up the phone. =)
I picked this up super cheap, intending on giving it as a birthday gift but ended up giving something else. Yes, I know, I've had an issue with this in the past. I no longer buy ahead even if it might save me a bit. No sense storing things for the future in case I change my mind. lol