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May 4,2018

I am in Scottsboro, Alabama, visiting my friend at Unclaimed Baggage. She recognized me, but didn't connect until I said, “Grandma Swann”. She didn't know I was coming, because I didn't know until this afternoon at about 3 PM. I was a the Cracker Barrel overnight in Murfreesboro aI dfter having a very productive Shaklee appt. with Ronnie's Granddaughter. OK, let me back up to where I left you, which was before I flew back to Nashville, Tennessee.

May 1- I drove the rental car to Dulles Airport and I didn't arrive at the rental drop-off, until 5:12 for my 6 AM flight. I parked the car, the attendant said I could leave it, the shuttle was waiting, I got on and went to the ticket counter, which was empty (they had closed ticketing). I got to the counter and they decided to give me a courtesy late boarding pass with no guarantee that I would make the plane. I thanked them and went to the bathroom (when you gotta go you gotta go), headed for security. NO LINES! Wow! Is God good, I made it through security and what A Blessing!, the plane was right around the corner (I didn't have to wait for the people carrier), and I was the last person on the plane! Praise the Lord! Did you know? They will only give you one glass of water free, and then you have to buy a 16 ounce bottle of water for $3.99? Wow, when you go cheap, it is really cheap. I had a ticket that would only allow a personal item unless you pay for luggage. I only had my lap-top bag, no clothes, as I had clothes in the Motor Home. I met some wonderful people, gave them my Shaklee/blog card, after getting their information.

I had an hour and a half drive after I arrived in Nashville, so I decided to schedule an Uber ride. I had not received confirmation that I had a driver until the plane(which was 45 minutes late) was taxiing and he text me to say “where are you?” I connected with him, his name was Lorenzo, and he didn't know how far or where I was going. It was his first Airport run, I was concerned that it would be too far for him, but guess what? He lived 8 miles beyond where I was going! Is that God or what? We addopted each other and he was wonderful! A very articulate young man 32 years old, with a degree in Communication and an event planner. It didn't take up all of his time so he drove Uber. We exchanged information and I forgot to save it and lost it, I pray that he will reach out to me, I did give him my card.

After we arrived at the RV repair shop, he waited until I got straight before he left. I went inside and they presented me a bill for $388. After I told them, I had not authorized that much of a job, and that I couldn't pay that much, they ask me how much I could pay, I said about half, they gave me a bill for $144. After I saw what they did, I was sorry I couldn't pay more. They fixed it with tape and repaired the hole in the back, so it is hard to tell that it was damaged. I could very well live in it as it is. I sent the pictures of the repair job to my insurance Guy and he may not have to put “salvage” on the title. God is still Good!

After getting back “home” again, it really feels like home. I went to the grocery store and got some supplies and went to a small country gas station to get gas. I saw a wooden sign sticking out close to the pumps, but I thought I could clear it, until I heard an all too familiar scraping sound. I stopped in time and the sign was right against the roof-line and I had stopped just 2 inches before the awning would have been damaged. AGAIN? NO, THERE WAS NO DAMAGE THANK GOD! I had to have help maneuvering free, but all is well! I debated whether to drive 70 miles to a Thousand Trails RV Park to dump the tanks and get water and stay the night or go to an RV Park close by. I opted for the latter. This blog is too long already to describe the events that happened there, but I had a great quiet, peaceful and productive 2 nights there, getting organized and chilling. To be continued...