Miss Terry is a difficult woman to shop for because she doesn’t want very much in the way of material things. Whenever I ask her what she wants for Christmas, her birthday, our anniversary, or whatever, she always says she has everything she wants.
Once in a while, she’ll let me buy her a bottle of perfume, and I’ve managed to get her a few pairs of earrings over the years, but that’s about it. I guess I should be grateful, she’s not only gentle on the eyes, she’s gentle on the pocketbook.
I, on the other hand, am easy to shop for. I want everything! I’m like a chimpanzee in a department store. If it lights up, makes noise, goes fast, or tastes good, I want two of each. Why do you think my friend Brenda Speidel calls me Gadget Boy?
I love wandering through the tool section at Lowes and Home Depot, even though I know it’s kind of like going to one of those stripper joints. Most of what I’m seeing I have no idea what to do with, and I’d probably just end up hurting myself if I tried.
Of course, living in a motorhome (not to mention being of modest means) does put some restrictions on my wants and desires. I really miss my hot tub, from our life before fulltiming, but I just can’t figure out where to put one in a Winnebago.
Actually, there really is very little I want, and nothing I need, that I don’t have. Most of the things I have wanted in the past, I’ve owned at one time or another, including boats, a couple of Corvettes, some classic cars, a half ownership in an airplane, and enough guns to arm a small nation. As it turns out, they’re all just things.
Now I’ve reached the point in life that my wants are not things, but rather experiences. We’ve seen a lot of this old country in our many years on the road as fulltime RVers, and had some adventures that most people only dream about. But there’s so much left to see and do, and a lot we wouldn’t mind going back to see again, that if I could ask
Santa to bring me one thing for Christmas, it would be more time.
Time to explore the quaint villages of New England. Time to search for seashells on the beaches of Florida. Time to get to know the people in small towns in the Midwest. Time to visit all of those fascinating historical sites and oddball museums scattered all over this great land of ours. Time to sit with a dear friend and shoot the breeze, or to not say a word and just enjoy each others’ company. Santa, can you figure out a way to stick an extra 50 or 75 years in that bag of yours?
How about you? What do you want for Christmas? A new RV? A flat screen TV? A GPS unit? Or maybe a new laptop computer? Or are you like me? Does your wish list include time for more experiences than things? Tell me about some of them.
It’s Thursday, and that means it’s time to kick off a new Free Drawing. This week’s prize is an audiobook of Dog’s Run, my mystery novel set in a small town in Ohio in 1951. Many people tell me it’s my best book ever, and I have to agree. To enter, all you have to do is click on this Free Drawing link or the tab at the top of this page and enter your name in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.
Thought For The Day – Things ain’t what they used to be and never were. – Will Rogers