The last few days have been stormy fand rainy. We tried to find some swimming in Hot springs, but couldn’t find any accessible ones that werren’t in a bathhouse. And bathhouse parking seemed very inaccessible.
I did meet some friendly people in Hot Spings and made enough money to get to Dino dig in Murfreesboro. The Dvd player charging chord gave out but stopping at Walmarts for CJ to charge his phone and use the Wifi to download, has enabled us to watch Game of Thrones. As much as I love the story, I can’t wait for it to be over so I can get back to normal life.
I haven’t managed to speak to CJ because of my own blockades in my brain. Any time he brings it up I’m already so tired, all I want to do is crawl into bed. And it’s not like I’m looking at aneasy conversation here. He’s trying his best to be helpful, I just feel like a creature of habit trying to get it done. I don’t even know how to approach it. I feel like we have a better connection as friends. I feel like that’s not what he wants, or what the kids want. I want him to strive for independance, and get a chance to practice his spange or routine to keep money on a flow. He needs to get some money in so he can get at least a backpack. Once he gets the knack, he’ll be unstoppable, but I think he’s got a blockage too.
And my bug leaks to the point of making the bus leak around the hatch area. Apparently the wood box is already getting damaged and deteriorating. That’s not something to easily take off and fix.
So, from Hot Spring we followed the twisty roads down to Murfreesboro. The Dino Dig was a little store front attached to a pawn shop and as the back room was a big sand pit. It was almost rough getting the boys to understand the purpose of the sifters with the shovels, but we ended up playing for a couple hours, finding little gems to put into our little plastic bags.
As the rain began pouring we sat tight in the bus for a few hours. The dino dig proprietor purchased a pendant before we left. The radar gave the impression it would storm all night unless we moved just a little farther east.
So we drove to the I30 in Arkadelphia, simply because it had a walmart and I was sick of driving.
This morning has been cloudy, so we took the chance to drive a few miles to benton. Here is a lovely park and we will search out the laundromat after Galixy awakes and gets some run time.
I’ve been pretty frustrated the last few days. I feel like I haven’t neem getting things done. Maybe I have been? I did make some money and fulfilled the kids wishes, except for swimming. But it’s on my immediate to do list. Nobody in this bus seems to understand that on my list, immediate kid activity wish fulfillment is priority, though on occasion there are alternate things I’ve got to get done, like laundromats, keeping tidy, keeping in touch (electronic blogging and advertising and managing, replying to people seems to be an important chore too) and food relations. Maybe I’m a tad controlling and protective….
Right after I said I would blog better, I slacked more, so here’s to no promises. You just never know.
Loving you!
Matilda the Bugus 