Hi there, Catie here!
Happy Labor Day Weekend Everyone! Can you believe that summer 2020 is over? Because I sorta can’t. We didn’t do much, not even a real beach trip and only one trio weekend away. I woke up this morning thinking I could maybe get us into another, but then I remembered that we’d need a dog sitter and Paul told his sister we would visit them for a cookout Monday, and I told my family I’d make a family breakfast Sunday, and then everywhere was sold out anyway… so I guess we’ll just be home for the weekend.
Luckily we have Netflix, Hulu, Disney+, Curiosity Stream, a pup to walk, each other and tons of board games. Plus a whole kitchen full of ingredients to make food and eat it. All these things would be great if I could manage to keep my eyes open. I have no idea why I’m so tired but all I want to do today is nap.
Hi guys, Lena here. Catie fell asleep, so I guess I’ll be stepping in here to finish this up.
So, we started the weekend as we normally do, including: working, grocery shopping, laundry, etc. The typical weekend crap that most of us loathe. So, I’m going to skip ahead.
While the other two were busy on Saturday, I was online, again, window shopping for a camper. And I found a cheap one in the town where we live. The pictures looked great, and according to NADA, the price was lower than the low end of retail. If you’re like me, you’re thinking, “Okay, what’s wrong with it?” Well, I wasn’t going to get that answer until I went to see it. So, off I went. All my myself.
No, no. Just kidding.
I actually didn’t like it. It smelled funky, and it was filthy. (But I guess that’s normal for a 2005 camper.) And considering the age, I guessed that there were all kinds of things wrong with it. It probably needed a new roof, and the heating/cooling system would probably need to be fixed. The floor probably needed to be repaired. I dismissed it and went home thinking that what I wanted was a unicorn: a mystical, beautiful thing that just didn’t exist in real life.
That afternoon, I decided I was done looking. At least until I was willing to pay for one that was brand new.
But Paul wasn’t aware of my decision and proceeded to show me another one Sunday morning. The description mentioned “4 seasons” (because it had a “winter package”), it was much newer at 2014, and the price was on the low end of NADA retail, too. Considering the age, I shrugged and said, “Hey, why not? It’s gotta be better than the one I saw yesterday.” So, after breakfast, I enlisted Catie’s parents, who are RVers, and off we went.
The 2014 was dismissed quickly. It was far too large, and was not in good condition. At all. Lots of rust, etc.
So, we took a quick peek at the others on the lot, and nothing jumped at me. But since we were already looking, I asked them if they’d be interested in checking out the one I looked at the day before. Off we went.
Catie here, my parents have owned 2 RVs and my dad went to some kind of RV inspector school. So he knows what to look for structurally. My mom loves to decorate small spaces and has researched RV renovations pretty extensively. They are the folks you want with you when you’re RV/Camper shopping.
The brand is one of really good quality, and there was almost nothing wrong with it. Mom believes the smell was some type of old man cologne, or something like that, so she dismissed it. Dad went all in, looking for things that might be wrong with it. I’m talking about the expensive stuff: roof, flooring, electrical, plumbing, rust. You name it, and he went looking for it. The only thing we found was a small soft-spot on the floor by a window. The rest was age appropriate wear-and-tear and cosmetics.
Okay… No. It’s not pretty. But, I’m okay with that, because I can make it pretty. I can paint, and swap out ugly couch for another one, and add those little things that will bring it to my taste. What I didn’t want was an $8,000 structural repair bill. But Dad put my mind at ease.
So, I did it. I actually put a down payment on an old camper that I will make my own and turn into my office/craft-space/she-shed. Since it’s a holiday, and banks are closed, I’ll have to pay the rest tomorrow. And then, we can go pick it up.
And that’s how we didn’t have a boring weekend. And probably won’t again for a while…Here’s to setting up a fancy new she-camper!