Prairie Dog Blog

 

 

It's Sunday night and we are at the lake with Mom.  We got here about noon.  Mom sure likes the trailer, she says that it is much better than in the pictures. 

We were supposed to meet a woman who wanted to have a look at our old trailer at one o'clock.  Cathy and I went over to the old trailer just before 1pm and opened the trailer up.  We opened all the windows and vents and turned on the fan.  You know that with the lights on and all, it looks pretty good.   Well, we waited for an hour or so and she never showed.  I spoke to the neighbour who knew this woman and told her to call me when this woman arrived.  I did not hear anything until this woman called at about 5:30pm.  She had gone to the wrong RV Park?!?!  Somehow she ended up at Spruce
Woods Campground....missed us by about 100 kilometres!  Here all the time I thought that since she knew our neighbour that she knew where her neighbour had their trailer.   Anyhow this dingbat doesn't bother asking us OR HER FRIEND for directions!   Always striving to be polite, I said, "No Problem, when can you come out to have a look at the darn ole trailer?"   Upshot is that she will be out on Wednesday at about suppertime so she can have a look at it then.  I hope she gets directions this time and I hope she buys the damn trailer!

Well, we had a nice fire in the fire pit tonight and after fruitlessly looking for Peter Mansbridge and the News, I might as well turn in.  This fresh air just does me in!  

Peace.