November 21, 2016

I had an incredibly productive day after a night of agita. Had I locked the cockpit doors? Where could I go over the holiday if I didn't want to stay here? Where is my Uniqlo package, and can I change the delivery address if it hasn't shipped yet? I have to cancel my term life insurance in the morning. What if Uber fails me or is super-expensive? Is there an Enterprise-Rent-a-Car nearby? Do Kim and Kate want to come for Thanksgiving? I have to change my parents' hotel reservations in Baltimore for next month. Why did my health insurance company bill me for part of my lab work?

I knew it was going to be in the mid-thirties last night, so I put a polar fleece blanket on my bed and put the dogs on top of it on my right side. I folded the blanket over them, making them a taco (or omelet), and they didn't move all night.

When I woke with agita at four-something, I played Sudoku and went back to sleep. I didn't get out of bed until eight. It was 47 degrees inside BOB. The dogs didn't move when I exited.

​The cockpit doors weren't locked because I had intended to vacuum it. I found another RV park south of here, but it couldn't accommodate me. Uniqlo said my package was delivered Friday. I cancelled my term life insurance, and lowered the bill on my car insurance. There is an Enterprise 3.6 miles from here, it does pick-up/drop-off, and there is a car for me. Kim and Kate have plans for Thanksgiving. I changed my parents' hotel reservations to make them pay for their room at $107/night to save my points for when the rate goes back to $300/night. There was a co-insurance on my lab work.

I have the car for only 36 hours, since the satellite Enterprise location is closed from Thursday through Sunday – the day I plan to drive to Jekyll Island. I made lunch reservations at restaurants in Charleston for tomorrow and Wednesday. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow at two. I know where I can park in Charleston, I know where I can rent a bike, and I found a tour in which I'm interested. I found a Goodwill location to dump the three pairs of jeans I replaced yesterday. I jumped rope and lifted weights this morning: ten sets of 50 jumps combined with 20 sets of 10-pound arm, back, shoulder lifts. I walked three miles to do two loads of laundry. I spoke with strangers. I wrote letters to two more companies which won't acknowledge their receipts. And, I wonder why I wake in the middle of the night with agita.

Kim and Kate have a SNAFU: their Miami Beach rental has fallen through, and they want to know what I’ doing for the first two weeks in December. Uh, well, I planned to go to Austin, but I have no reservations. Here I am in Charleston, which I love, but I can't really access the city without Uber or a rental car. The same will be true in Austin. I anticipated both. Yesterday, when I arrived here, part of me wished I'd stayed on Emerald Isle: while the cycling wasn't exciting, I could cycle for both pleasure and groceries without risking my life. I can't do that here and I probably won't be able to in Austin either. I should find a beach community with a grocery store and camp there. I never would have thought that I might voluntarily spend time in "God's Waiting Room," but Florida may be my winter residence.