We went to TRC and looked at RV parks today. sigh. We found ONE that is ok I guess. Absolutely nothing special about it; but we could be there and then meet folks away from LS and still enjoy the winter somewhat. The price is right; it IS neat; it would be TOO quiet (average age of residents I think is85+). There are only two spots. One very near the highway and one in the very back. We would take that one. The clubhouse is small, compact and neat. Laundry, showers, full kitchen and puzzles in progress everywhere. We'll see. We are going up the Monticello Box tomorrow so no decision has been made. We are jumping from one side of the fence to the other. I keep thnking that if we (I) leave things will settle down.
What gripes me is that I have fired people for less than I'm seeing here. I keep remembering that Pat told us all winter last year how she did NOT want to be manager and wouldn't accept the title. This year she and Chris are co-managers. That is rather a laugh. Managers CAN and DO make decisions. Managers CAN and DO talk with people. MANAGERS address issues and confront problems. Managers DO NOT send messages through unpaid tenants!! It's funny how smoking doesn't appear to be an issue any more. Oh well. We live on wheels - so we'll wheel away if we don't like it. It is beginning to bother my sleep and I feel myself slipping back into that "I'm never going there again" mode. sigh, sigh.
Tonight I brought up to Clay that we had looked today and were going to look elsewhere before deciding. I didn't want to just up and disappear. That would not be fair. He wants to go looking also. Hmmmmm. OK. Well one decision is probably made. We are NOT moving in with the old folks. Ok. One decision a day is good for me. sigh, sigh, sigh
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