Today we stayed overnight at Travelers Campground in Alachua, Florida in the very last space available. The hosts were VERY kind and they even showed Alice the animals they keep there. The camp was totally packed, and the little family and I went for a walk, a few laps around the park with Alice and her trike. We looked at the vibrant moss, the beautiful species of trees and vegetation that was new to us, and all of the charming little setups of all the full-timers. Some people had signs outside of their RVs with their name, welcome mats, astroturf laid out under awnings with grills, chairs, everything you’d imagine for the perfect home away from home.
We put 625 miles behind us today from Florida to Tennessee, and I’m hoping we make it all the way home to Omaha tomorrow so I can do something social for New Year’s Eve. If we find some good antique stores or get otherwise sidetracked I could be ringing in the new year with my family in the motorhome! And that’s fine too!
I’ve been working on my manuscript a lot on this drive. Sitting at a little table and watching the cars and trees pass out the window next to me, with a Diet Coke and a few snacks. I’m agonizing over this like I used to languish over my homework assignments, not because I don’t want to do it but because the pressure of deadlines makes me doubt the quality of my work. Ughhhhhh I need another month. But I’ve had so long already. But you can’t force the process. But at some point you have to. But but, hem haw. My friends who have written books before say that at a point you just have to decide what you’ve done is good enough for now and let the editor get into it. All of this work is going to be so worth it. I can’t wait to finally see this bad boy in print!