I Think I Smell GAS!!

Why in the world am I up at 5:00 a.m. when I don't have to be??  The usual reason is to walk the dogs before anyone else gets up with THEIR dogs so Miss Jessie doesn't wake up the entire neighborhood with her snarly barking.  I'm home now ... the dogs just trot out to the back yard, but that doesn't seem to affect my internal clock.

Determined to make it to 5:30, I stared at the ceiling, but Cooper can tell by my breathing that I'm awake.  There's nothing like having your beloved puppy stand on your chest and snuff in your face.  Dog owners know what I mean.  You laugh and then you get up.

I made a couple more trips to the motorhome to unload stuff ... material I bought at 70% off, both camera bags, all the levis because even though I KNOW there are four new pair, I can't find them, Jonathan's food and the puppy treats, just to name a few things.

On one of those trips I smelled gas ... propane to be exact.  YIKES!!  That's not good!!  Trying to figure out where it came from, I sniffed around the stove area.  Sure enough, while squishing sideways through the aisle with arms loaded, my butt must have turned the valve just enough to let gas out.  I freaked!!   I turned the valve off and checked the other two.

I know nothing about gas and propane.  I was afraid to even open the door or turn off the light switch.  It might explode!!  Funny how that stupid floor alarm didn't go off when I really needed it!!  I tiptoed outside, left the door open and waited.  I'll just unload the rest later!

In the meantime, my trusty truck got me to the grocery store and back.  We have FOOD!!  The REAL kind I have to cook and not just heat up.  Most dinners will include chicken and veggies.  If my butt is big enough to turn the stove on, I REALLY need to diet a few pounds off.

While in the garage, I noticed for the hundredth time, the two big pieces of furniture that are going to pot from the heat and cold.  Yes, my first thought was to save them for Arizona if I ever find a place, but honestly I don't want to have to haul this stuff.  I could donate it ... remember the bed? ... but instead have found a small business who buys furniture for resale.  I called them.

Although I will probably get 10 cents on the dollar, it will help a local small business and I will be free of four big pieces of furniture (only two shown here).  I'm furniture poor, if you know what I mean.  Most is from my mother's house.  It's time to downsize.

With one exception .... I'm going to take Karen's advice and get an Instant Pot.  That would have made that stew meat something better than old leather.  I'm down to the last meal, and although it is quite tasty, my jaw has had a REAL workout!!

I hope to spend the day napping ... it's Magic Kingdom night, but you knew that!!  It will be interesting to see who's still around.  I'm pretty sure our two new converts have flown the coop.  Back to the original ten of us .... won't that be FUN!!!