Monday July 18th 2016

The day started hot & muggy with bright sunshine that just served to heat up air even more. I got on the road for New Hampshire about 8AM and caught the morning rush hour traffic. Luckily the traffic kept moving.

The first order of business was to open all the windows at the house. My goal was two fold, let as much breeze as I could in to keep the temperature down and generally air out the house. I continued my cleaning tasks and packed up another couple of donation runs.

At mid day I took a break from my cleaning tasks to meet with a real estate agent. He was generally positive about his ability to sell the house. The bad condition of the kitchen appliances and the incomplete refresh of the bathroom did not seem to phase him. He will be getting back to me tomorrow with the market analysis. I am anxious to see what he thinks the sale price should be.

Somewhere around 3PM a severe thunderstorm came through the area. Lots of rain fell, the wind got strong and the thunder and lightning put on a show. As the storm was ending, the power went out. When it hadn’t come back on 30 minutes later I headed for my RV home. I’m not sure what lights may be on when the power came back on, but it add a little variation to the lived in look. On my way to the highway I passed an area that had a downed tree branch on the power line so the tree guys and the power company had their work cut out.  The TV news reports that areas further to the east were hit even harder.

The storms missed the campground. The Littleton area did not get any rain from the line of thunderstorms that crossed the region. A brief sprinkle fell around 7PM, but not enough to even dampen the ground.

I completed the outside packing in preparation for my move tomorrow. I put the grill and chairs away. The bike rack and bike were put back on the SUV. The picnic table cloth was wiped down and stowed away. These are not very physical activities but I was dripping with sweat when I completed them. The thunderstorms may have gone through, but the dryer air hasn’t arrived yet.

During my packing tasks, the local turkeys came by to say goodby. I mean the real wild turkey’s not my neighbors in the fifth wheel trailer. The group of turkeys had more adult birds tonight. I don’t know how many hen’s produced the off spring in this group but I’m sure it is more than a couple.