Overnight from Saturday into Sunday we switched to Daylight Savings Time, so my personal biological clock is off by an hour but slowly resetting.  One of the nice things about retirement, however, is that it really doesn’t matter what time is on the clock when the sun rises and sets.  The sun rose this morning through clear skies and flooded our passenger side bedroom window with lovely warm light.  That’s how I knew it was time to get up.

There is comfort in my morning routine: feed the cats, refresh their water, and clean their litter tray.  (They insist that these things be taken care of before I do anything else.)  Grind the coffee beans and start the brewing process.  Some orange/grapefruit juice to wash down an allergy pill and a multi-vitamin, and then a decision about what to have for breakfast.  It is usually granola, but not always.  Turn on the Verizon MiFi, start the computer, get connected and check my e-mail accounts.  No one from the African sub-continent wants to give me millions of dollars for helping them launder billions in stolen U.S. Foreign aid, and we have not won a free cruise, so it looks like I will have a fairly normal day and get to do whatever it was I planned to do, if I feel like it.

I had not yet written blog posts for Saturday and Sunday, so I did that first.  I find the Notepad app on my iPad2 particularly convenient for this purpose.  I can sit anywhere and work, including outside or away from the bus.  This morning our female cat, Juniper, was feeling a bit needy (she is more bonded to Linda than me and really misses her) so I sat on the couch writing blog posts with her on my lap.  A pair of cardinals was busy in the trees around our rig gathering pieces of Spanish moss for what I could only presume was the building of a nest somewhere nearby.  Juniper has a very strong hunting instinct, so this really got her attention, and provided here with kitty entertainment for quite some time.

A group had planned to go to Satchel’s in Gainesville for pizza around 3 PM.  It turned out that they were not open on Mondays, so we went to the Micanopy Blue Highway instead.  We went early because some of the group had to be back before 6 PM to work or play bingo.  I knew it would be an early dinner and just had a piece of fruit for lunch.  The first time Linda and I went to the Blue Highway we had them veganize one of their standard roasted vegetable pizzas.  It was OK.  I have been back twice while Linda has been away and had salad both times.  Most pizzas are not very good without the cheese.

Linda called while we were driving to the restaurant to update me on the leak.  Our son (Brendan) had come over to lend a hand.  When he inspected the area under the dishwasher he found the fresh water supply line dripping at the connector and shut off the water to the dishwasher.  Assuming that was the only source of the leak it was actually relatively good news. An ice dam on roof would have meant water running down the inside of the wall.  Linda is flying back to Florida late Thursday, so she will have a few days to make sure this was the only problem.  The fact that I will have to repair this leak when we get home just added insult to injury.  I installed the new dishwasher last year and had trouble getting that very connection to not leak.  Instead of Teflon thread tape I will be using PTFE pipe thread compound next time.

John and Ali decided to have another campfire at their site this evening.  I made some popcorn to take over, the first time I’ve made any since Linda flew back to Michigan.  Meg joined us for a while.  It was another quiet evening at the RV resort.  As the sun set the air temperature dropped back into the low 60’s, just cool enough to make the fire an enjoyable necessity without feeling chilled.