At lunchtime, I realized that I’ve missed a beat in my daily programming. 

This morning, upon waking, I hopped into my jeans and found a nice dress shirt. I found the shirt in the suitcase that lies in the hallway. That suitcase has barely been touched in a year and has clean clothes still within. The jeans were from weed-wacking a couple days in a row. 

I did not stop at the gas station to change [into] my dress clothes. And I did not change into shorts or even t-shirt for Lunch Break. 

So, this was the 1st day of around thirty (40) or so of consecutive work days that I did not perform the odd dressing ritual. I’ll have to lookup the actual number; I had an original post about this after a couple weeks from the habit’s birth. [add link here]. 

We shall see what happens on Monday. 

As a note on the same basic theme: VanDwelling, I promised to go to a friend’s house and I almost regret it. 

…which is total nonsense. I would like to see them anyway — why else would I say I’d come by?

But now that I’m lounging in the Walmart parking lot, eyeballing HomeDepot ’cause I want a new tube and/or end caps for it, I see that I am missing-out on the opportunity to get a good night’s rest in the backseat. Like last week, I could awake and head to Forsyth for my carrot juice– having a fifteen minute head start on the drive. AND adding the lost twenty minutes of driving [home] tonight. 

5/12/17 Friday, 9:39pm


Checkout my tent. 

I hear what sounds like a kid playing outside. But I dunno cause there’s no voices – only dragging and rolling. It’s like an RV park without the grass. There is a pond out behind the chain link fence. Last I remember, there were a thousand turtles that’ll swim to you as you walk up. A hundred fish do the same. The guy who found this spot and told me about it was initially scared, saying he got really creeped out when a water-bound swarm headed his way. 

I’ve been paranoid but not worried about the spot. Parked between 2 vans. 1 van parked at a 45 degree angle and didn’t want neighbors. I figure he may get harassed before me. 

You tell me who gets harassed first because I really aren’t sure who looks crazier:

1.  Grey mini-van with dark purple tint with bubbles parked way crooked. Various colors of tape applied to the vehicle for who knows what. 

2.  Red car with tint parked well – with a blanket canopy over the seats, creating a “tent”. 

I have a feeling you’ll say me. But who gets harassed by the local bacon first? 

I really don’t think Walmart cares though. 

5/7/2017 Sunday, 11:11am

Jeez it’s nice out 

Used the facilities at a nearby park after sleeping in the backseat at the wall-mart. I believe walmart has a policy that lets travelers sleep in their parking lots near major interstates, but that may just be for RVs and Mack trucks. 

Today, the weather is odd. It feels like a new spring day. It’s strangely cool and it is already 10am; the sun should be causing sweat to leak from my skin. I’m glad I had a coat in the car for this morning and a large, green towel as a blanket last night. Though it made me want to buy another fleece blanket like I’ve had before. Those are ultra thin and actually keep you warm better than most full-thickness comforters. 

Off to get my Saturday juice. I will be there by 11am for one, then likely get another a bit later. Perhaps a coffee at The Bean. Then I’d like to hit the chiropractor before board game time — sleeping in the car does kink my spine a bit. 

…But who knows? Not me. 

5/6/2017 Saturday, 10:16am