.... and for us that means Snow. A word John and I have tried to avoid for several years now and although it isn't a yearly occurance here in this part of NW Washington it is for us every December we are here.
So great, make some cookies, a bit of knitting and o'yes playing catchup on the blogs.
John has agreed to take over the Have Tools Will Travel leaving this and the CM2 to me.
Not bad but wait, what was that? a... NOOOOO... it's a drip!
EVERY RVer's Nightmare (or any homeowner for that matter.)
Two winters ago was the last time we were here and we found that condensation isn't uncommon in a tin box on wheels but this time we had it beat. It was nothing that a huge (and noisy ) dehumidifier couldn't lick, and we were doing fine till we didn't quite clear the roof well enough leaving little ice pools to melt and seek entrance. DAMN I feel like such a dork.
No worries as quick as "old Chris Kringle"(keeping with the Holiday ) John was up on the roof and with the help of my broom(another prop from a favorite holiday) he fixed the problem.
