Morning came as it always does, way too early.  Both feet hit the carpet with a squish.  Seems the cables they brought in for the solar panels weren’t sealed properly.  The rain came flowing down the cables soaking the ceiling before dripping into the closet and out to a good sized area of the carpet.  Not exactly the adventure I was hoping for today.  This “always something” called for more than a firm bop with a hammer and luckily an RV repair company was up early and came over shortly after we told our sad sob story.  Hole plugged, now the clean-up begins.  Called the owner of the solar installer and he said “take lots of pictures”.  Yep…that’s definitely the first thing I would do when I feel water under my feet and see it dripping from the ceiling when I’m only half awake.  After a quick rearrangement of our entire bedroom contents and drenching all our towels to soak up the wet, I took pictures but they weren’t as impressive as when the problem was first noticed.

In spite of the wet situation, we went ahead with our plans to have lunch with dad at the Lucky Seven Casino.  Must feed dogs, get a water vac, set up fans and get a dehumidifier going before the day starts without me.  If things come in three’s, two down and not really anxious to find out what the third will bring.

Had lunch with dad.  $5.00 senior deal at the casino was great as long as you stick with the salad bar.  The other food was only for those who like starch, covered and smothered with starch, with a large portion of starch on the side.  After returning to the LilyPad, I voted to stay in a motel for the night, and of course, I won.  Shopped around and found something on the beach with pillow top beds and an impressive view of the ocean.  I see lots of hot water, pruney fingers/toes and a steamy bathroom in my immediate future.

Stopped to get gas and it struck me as funny that they don’t allow you to pump your own gas in Oregon.  Our guy was very cooperative and let me take a picture.  Said he was an expert in opening bottle tops because of the practice with car gas caps.  Nice to have a sense of humor when you stand out in the cold pouring down rain pumping gas.

TV and free HBO, one great hamburger and a pork loin dinner at Superfly, then watched a frothy sea splash up against the driftwood 100 feet in front of our sliding glass door for a long while before sleeping.  On our desk was instructions and warnings in big red letters about Tsunami’s that strike this area.  I’m not resting as easy as I had planned.  Must think like Scarlett.  Tomorrow will be another day!