Abby and I took our RV, the Kokopelli, to Floyd’s RV in Norman, Oklahoma, to have the generator repaired. The generator is critical because we use the RV as a guest house when the power goes out after a thunderstorm, ice storm, or other calamity.
On each occasion since then when it was ready and we had a window of opportunity to drive up there and get it, Abby was under the weather, literally, since, as you know, changes in weather, particularly barometric changes, can have a profound effect on rheumatoid disease sufferers.
On the other hand, I’ve caught something. I’ve had intermittent fever for the past couple of days, which is not at all like me, and a steadily worsening cough. I have decided to stay home from work today, since I don’t relish the idea of giving it to my co-workers.
Once person I might have infected is Michael, who very generously volunteered to pick me up at our home in Byng, 90 miles out of his way, and drive me to Floyd’s yesterday. I tried to use plenty of hand sanitizer, and coughed into my sleeve, but I may have bombed him with some of the nasty. I hope not, though.
Once Michael and I arrived at Floyd’s, the service department initially couldn’t find it, probably because it was on their repair lot for close to a month and kept putting it out of the way. But I apologized to Floyd’s for leaving it there for so long. Once they found it, the battery was dead, since they probably left some of the systems on. As we were notified of this, Michael, clearly hungry, suggested we break for lunch.
In the end, despite being sick with a mocus, it was nice to hook up with Michael and catch up.
For what it’s worth, both images in this entry were made with my iPhone 5, which I am trying to integrate more into my photographic lexicon. I am also testing Instagram to see if I might like it.