B45 in Newport News Park hosted Atlas for her maiden voyage. Wasting no time, we went directly to the campground, arriving just after six, barely making it before the reservation office closed.
Dark, the lights on the front of the camper made Unhooking and leveling much easier.
“Now I can relax,” Ron said once we had Atlas nestled into her weekend home.
“Let’s go get the puppies!”
Nodding his head in agreement, smiles.on our faces, we made the 10 minute trek home to get the dogs. Afterwards, we stopped at the storage unit and picked up necessities for the night.
“Yoga mats are necessities?” Ron asked, grinning.
Ignoring him, we loaded up the car and truck, yoga mats included, and headed back to the campground to unload and started the process of moving into our new home away from home.
Sleeping in Friday morning, Ron left soon after waking to get a shower. Unfortunately, the hot water heater has an issue. Nothing’s ever perfect, always something. My recliner won’t open, Ron has to bend something underneath to fix it. Thank God for Ron.
And for some reason, the pocket door in the bathroom won’t open, a dilemma Ron has yet to solve.
I stayed and finished “Made with Love,” before heading home to get ready for my prayer team meeting at ICM.
After golfing with the guys, Ron tested out the new grill, making hot dogs for dinner. After my meeting, I visited the storage unit for more stuff, Walmart for some essentials and then spent the afternoon creating a warm environment for us.
The dogs don’t know what to make of the new digs. Both struggle with the stairs, not liking them. Rocco needed time to figure out how to get on the bed. After leaving them for the morning, they both seemed more comfortable when I got back.
Why not an afternoon nap with the pups? As soon as they heard Ron’s truck, naptime ended and ears perked up.
We love the all the windows in the Atlas, but especially the one above our bed. Seeing the stars at night makes me happy. Of course, when with lights on, you can see everything from the outside, but the black out shades solve the problem.
Saturday we leisurely cleaned out the storage unit, made another trip to Walmart and spent the afternoon by the fire.
Turning the table into a bed makes the perfect place for an afternoon nap. Ron cooked pork chops for dinner with Bon Evans mashed potatoes before watching a little T.V. before heading to bed.
By Sunday morning, the Atlas felt like home. Rocco found his spot on the back of Daddy’s chair and Sophia had hers, tucked under the blanket by my feet.
After a leisurely breakfast, I packed up and took the dogs home while Ron attempted to winterize. Of course, the water pump didn’t work, another thing to add to the list. Ron will schedule an appointment and drop her off this week for fine tuning.
All in all, a successful trade up to a new home we hope to make many memories in over the years, God willing.