Some new numbers to check off in my life book!
I have slept four in people in my trailer and have cooked a full meal for six.
A few weeks ago I had three very close friends come to visit. It was a joy and although I thought they may have been a bit crazy, they all decided they wanted to stay at my trailer. We slept two in the queen and two on the jackknife couch. I think we were all surprised that we fit. Sleeping worked well. It was very very hard to move around and we did not hang out so much in the trailer as use it for a spot to sleep then go into Galveston.
Then last weekend, my older brother and his wife made the trek from Dallas to Houston for a visit. I haven’t seen them in quite a while (partially my fault) and was more than thrilled when my mom called to see if everyone could come over to the trailer to see it. My dad had also not been here and I think I was most excited to show him it. (He was in support of the idea from the beginning.) My mother offered to treat everyone to a home style meal at a near by dinner but I countered with a trailer cooked meal outside at the picnic table. I called up my gent and asked if he wanted to join for the party. With the whole crew coming, I bought pre-stuffed chicken breasts, squash, salad, crackers and dip. I figured I would use the crackers and dip as appetizers but.. best laid plans of mice an men you know. They came over right after I got the chicken in the oven and looked around. I showed off the trailer parts and then they came in to visit and watched me cook. A bit odd but I used to hang out in the kitchen when my mom cooked so I guess it isn’t to much different.
My parents commented on how everything seems like it has to be planned and precise. I think there is some truth to that but to me, it feels like a very practiced dance. I take things out as I use them and try to keep my dish use minimal. I cook items as they are ready and then cover them. Everything is within arms reach so I don’t struggle with finding anything and if I can’t find it, I stop looking since chances are, it is not there. I did find it interesting that everyone chose small plates and I think next time I may need to cook a bit more food itself or serve a starch with dinner. I am concerned that I left people hungry. It’s a far cry from a year ago though, where there would be so much extra food that we could have another huge meal right after the first.
I do find a sense of pride in having others come visit my place and stay or eat or just hang out. There is a sense of “people are enjoying my life too” even if I know they wouldn’t want to live in a trailer. It’s odd. I also love cooking for people so I was not surprised to be smiling while people enjoyed my food. I have always enjoyed cooking for those I care for and to be able to share how I have changed my life was a wonderful treat.
That is my update for now! Take care all.