I'm gone this morning on my camping trip with the van. I picked a nice spot that's about 4 hours away, and have heard it's bee-u-tiful. The dog and I will leave when I get packed up, no huge hurry, and we'll get back on Friday (just in time for the weekend!).
I'm going to sell the van. Thanks Mama Pea and Ruth for the comments. It's true, it's more work than pleasure, so it needs to go.
And Mama Pea? Pot. Kettle. Black. Just sayin'.
I had my third banjo lesson last night. I am having a lot of fun with it. I don't know why it took me so long (or why it has been so long) but practicing has really shown me how practice makes one incrementally better. It's been so cool to put some work in and see the results. Satisfying.
I'm also getting fed up with this old computer, and will likely spend Saturday backing things up in order to reformat the hard drive. The plan is to give this computer then to Mr W, and get a new one for myself. I'm tired of sharing.