In California on the Way to Oregon…

I have mega updating to do from where we are right now in Merced, California. For starters, the trip has been a nightmare for the most part. What I had hoped would be more fun and exciting is actually more strenuous and stressful. The vehicle, sleep and noise curses have followed us! There’s just no shaking free of it. Tom even has to stop to play fix it when he’s fucking traveling, for God’s sake! Mary is so wrong in saying God digs me. We’re about the last two people on earth he digs. I just hope the breakdown was really only the usual “let’s pick on Tom and Jodi” bullshit and not something trying to keep us from reaching Oregon, which is now down to about 450 miles away. We began with about 1100, so it’s not like we haven’t covered any distance. We really are inching our way there little by little. It’s just that now we’re looking at not getting there till Tuesday, our 10th anniversary.

Anyway, I’ll get to the breakdown soon. I just want to cover the trip in as orderly a fashion as possible.

We had the moving sale on Wednesday, two days before we took off. We took some old pieces of wood and painted them white. Then, using the blue paint we got to paint part of the house, we painted on the address. Tom then screwed on posts and sledgehammered them into the ground by the main roads. At first I was convinced that eBay was a waste of time and that once again, we were paying for others to benefit, and if there’s anything in this world I’m sick of it’s doing for other people or because of other people. However, a wonderful Mexican family got most of the furniture and we made over $300 from them alone. Can’t say all Mexicans are drunken welfare bums after all. I think they or someone they know has a furniture store, so I’m pretty sure they’re going to resell it, not that we care.

I even sold all the incense that I made! For just $5, but hey, at least I sold it.

I sold some Yves perfume that was just so-so to a woman who also once lived in Phoenix. She too, said she couldn’t stand the constant barking and how people kept their dogs outside all the time.

She also told me a lady there got bit on the hand by a rattler and was in the hospital for a week. Well, neither of us will miss having to look under the stairs when coming and going for snakes!

We left a lot of free stuff by the dumpster we rented, and eventually, this one guy took it all. He said he likes to have annual yard sales just to meet his neighbors around him. Why would he want to live in a place like Maricopa if he wants to know his neighbors?