Running a Motor Home?

Usually, I am a proud wife & mother for running a comfortable home efficiently. Today, since our driver was so drugged by the pain killer and my husband, the substitute driver, needed to take a rest from driving, I found myself face the challenge of driving a motor home.

The 28-feet vehicle was obviously built without someone like me, the 5'4" figure in mind. Here is the proof. I got on the driver's seat with my feet completely off the floor. I pulled seat as close to the wheel as possible. But the back of the seat was still a couple inches away from my back. All the must-read readings by the driver on the panel was blocked by the upper part of the wheel. I tried to feel the the gas panel with my right foot. Only my big toe reached there and stayed there to operate the driving... Some 20 minutes down the road, I decided it was enough for a taste of it.

Despite all these, we came home safe and sound. Lui took our friends to the hospital near our house. He had a minor procedure and was released right afterwards. Rachel stayed with us and Lui also took her to her ballet class. I stayed home with Sienna, bathed her, showered myself and unpacked. The house was put back in order in no time. I even got to peek at "Desparate Housewivies" on TV.

It was not a perfect vacation. But not having a plan for it was not to blame. In fact, we would have been really disappointed if we had a plan to begin with. Every time I leave home, I learn more about how I enjoy my own home. It was more so after coming back from our short trip on a motor home.