Downsizing never ends, does it? You think you’ve downsized to fit all your stuff from sticks & bricks into your new RV. Then you change RV’s and learn you need to downsize even more. Then you buy a few things and discover you need to get rid of stuff in order to have room inside to accommodate that new stuff you bought.
Then again there is the story of someone altering your metabolism and “suddenly realize that the size of all those meals you have been preparing are too big and you start downsizing your recipes. Gradually you own up to the fact that the cooking utensils you brought along in the RV are all, really, bigger than you need to do the job required! And so it happened that the 12″ fry pan that I have used exactly twice since going mobile — but used to use almost daily — has been sitting on a shelf that is impossible to reach — we don’t need it. And the 10″ skillet is really too large for most of the things I sauté or fry. And we began looking for an 8″ skillet to complete the Turn of the Screw. Sigh.
It’s tough getting older — things keep changing on you!
I can see it coming that we will be changing more of our cooking habits and equipment. We have already downsized our 7 cup food processor for one of those little Cuisinart mini models. And we downsized our bread maker (when the old one died) to a 1 lb. loaf from a 1 1/2 lb loaf machine. I guess we downsized our stove from three burners to one — seeing as we never use the propane stove and always use the induction hob that we bought about the time we went mobile. None of these were things on our Downsizing list — as if you can anticipate life’s demands in advance. But you can’t, can you?
I had a sobering moment the other day when we visited the Don-Wes Flea Market. I was in the men’s room. (no — don’t worry, this isn’t going to be a disgusting story) It’s a very humble men’s room as the flea market is free and the facilities are old. But there are three stalls in the men’s room, plus the typical male urinals. One of the stall doors was open, but I wasn’t going that far and didn’t think much about it. About the time I was leaving the men’s room I noticed movement near that open stall door and glanced over and there was a fellow in a sports wheelchair trying to back out of the stall. Not having an easy time of it.
Now, I don’t know where I’ve been, but at age 66 and having done a LOT of traveling in my life, I have NEVER seen a person in a wheelchair using a men’s public bathroom. But clearly it’s not in the same places. I don’t know where I go. And I don’t know where they go. And I haven’t thought a lot about the exigencies associated with being stuck in a wheelchair. But I got to wondering about the nitty-gritty little details of life that one takes so much for granted: like being able to walk into a restroom and pee, uninhibited.
I have never given much thought to what it must be like to be confined in a wheel chair. But I gotta tell you that in 30 seconds I got a better lesson in the curiosities of life and fortune than I’ve had in many a year.
It’s hard to realize the huge role that chance and happenstance play in our lives. There’s an Old Testament verse to the effect that “Time and chance happen alike to all men.” What is reasonably easy for me — is not so easy for others. Not because I’m more skilled, or rich, or more handsome (cough, cough cough) but simply because I have been fortunate in life and haven’t driven my car into a tree, or been stuck with the wrong needle, or had sex with the wrong person. But as we get older the lucky bits of life begin to even out. I have lived longer by almost 50 years than one of the young men I went to school with. For him, one moment of bad luck ended his life in an instant. I’ve had a lot longer to accumulate both good and bad fortune but as you age there is increasingly more bad luck: arthritis, and blood pressure, and … well, I don’t need to explain the obvious we all get older.
There is a link here between life’s uncertainties and the continuing need to downsize. Some of our downsizing decisions arise for reasons just as unpredictable, just as whimsical, just as unforeseeable. I guess that’s why I’m as deliberate as I am about the things I have a choice over. If I have to downsize now — might it be good to anticipate the next step along the line and take that second step as well? It’s like going into the car dealer for a lube oil change and they tell you have a bad strut in your suspension that needs changing too. Do you do it right away, or do you object and delay. Chances are you’re going to do it eventually — but the cost of delaying may just be spending more time in the dealership when you don’t want to, instead of now when it’s easily done.
And I guess that’s the way I am about life’s changes. I’ve wanted to replace that little skillet for a few months now — but I haven’t found one in the right (smaller size) that was also induction safe. When I found it — I bought it. Having looked for several months I knew I wasn’t going to find one for less money than that — so I bought it.
Remember those windshield screens I have been considering. (I think I have written about them) I just can’t seem to pull the trigger and purchase them.
I can get the Magnitude ones built to order and they require no drilled holes in the coach. Or I can get Camping World ones — or some made right here in the valley to order — but those I need to drill holes in the coach for snaps or studs. And that’s where I’m hung up. The choices: Drill a couple dozen holes in the side of the coach to fasten covers on the front and side glass, or spend three times as much money for shades held in place by industrial magnets. And I just can’t make up my mind which is the best or worst choice. And its not yet summer. Thus far our coach A/C has been adequate and we may just wait one more year before we plop down that much money for windshield covers. And whether we leave here at the first of June, or decide to do a quick trip to Florida — either way we’ll be out of here before the worst of the summer’s heat. I’ll do it eventually– but not right now.
Thanks for all the recent reader suggestions. I always appreciate your comments and many of them have been the cause of changes in our plans, purchases, and alterations.
Thanks for stopping by, and I’ll talk with you tomorrow.