Last year this time we started renovating our 2017 Montana as I had had enough of the dark dreary look that to me made the RV feel smaller than it already is. At the time we had been living in a house that we bought in October 2018 after having lived in an RV for 3 years, but had decided living tiny was more what we really wanted. It’s much easier to move away from neighbors you don’t like when your house is on wheels. However, before we moved back into the RV we wanted to do all the renovations including new floors, painting and new blinds. We figured we would get it done way before the house actually sold not knowing or even thinking that the house would sell as fast as it did. We got a cash offer the second day on the market with a 30 day close. We had an entire house full of furniture to unload, which ended up in storage and an RV to get renovated. Well we didn’t quite make that deadline. We only got the living room area completed before we were living full-time in the RV again.
So here we are a year later and I’m still trying to get the renovations finished. The only full room left is the bathroom; although I do have the floor planks and know what I’m doing with the walls. I just have to make time to get it done. The closet in the bedroom also has to be finished as when I painted the bedroom I only painted the closet door, not the inside of the closet. This weekend I finally added the accent wall that I had been wanting to do. It’s peel and stick wallpaper from RoomMates. I purchased two rolls, but only needed one. It came as a 20.5 inch x 10.5 foot roll. I still need to complete the decorations for the walls, but for now I consider myself done.
Below are several different views.
In order for you to have an appreciation for how good it looks now, you need to see what it looked like before. What a difference! I am beyond excited for the transformation and can’t wait to get the decorations on the wall.
I’ve been trying to write about what happened in Middle Tennessee last Monday night for the past week but couldn’t bring myself to write about it as it still seems so unreal. When we went to bed on Monday night (March 2nd) we had no idea that the weather was supposed to get as bad as it did. The last thing we saw on the news was that Kentucky was going to get some bad stuff.
Where we live, we have tornado sirens that go off when a tornado is approaching and that is what woke me up as my phone was on silent, so I never heard the alarms on it. I remember the clock saying 12:57 am right before we lost power. The sirens were really load and kept going off constantly, so I knew something was wrong. I woke my husband up as he would have probably slept through it all.
Once I woke him up, we could hear the wind whipping and the RV started shaking as the winds picked up more and more. I’m sure it was only seconds that passed, but it seemed like several minutes as time seemed to stop. We could hear the winds getting louder and heavier and then we heard that sound that sounded like a train. There was nowhere for us to go as we do not have a storm shelter and at this point it would have been too late to try to get anywhere and living in the RV there was no place that was safe to hunker down, so we laid in our bed holding our pups to wait out what could have been our final moments in life.
I spent the time praying that God watch over my children and grandchildren and help them to get through whatever aftermath they might face if this was my last few moments on earth. I also prayed that God would let us go peacefully and without pain.
Once the tornado passed, the winds died down and everything seemed so silent. My husband went outside, but couldn’t see much at that time of night, but could tell that all the RV’s and mobile homes right around us were okay. It would only be a matter of minutes before we could hear the sirens of police, fire and rescue sounding through the night.
For what seemed like hours we sat in our bed thanking God we were still alive and wondering just how bad it was outside of our little space and just how many lives had been affected by what we were seeing online already. After what seemed like forever, we laid down to try and rest. It would not be until morning that we would see and hear more about what had happened in the night.
Our power was restored before noon the next day. We were one of the lucky ones. As of the writing of this post there are still people without power. The storm stayed on the ground stretching over 60 miles from the west side of Nashville, Davidson County, Tennessee to Cookeville, Putman County, Tennessee. There are 25 deaths including children and many more injured.
The tornado strengths ranged from an EF-2 to EF-4 as it touched down in:
- Germantown/North Nashville
- East Nashville/Five Points
- Juliet (the town we live in)
Although these cities have endured much over the past week, the communities have come together, and people are helping people in so many ways. Volunteers have come from all over the US to help in clean up and restoration of power and so much more.
It’s times like this that make you really think about your life and how you live each day. It will take many months, if not years, for the areas affected to fully recover, but they will recover. I pray for all the families that have lost a loved one, their home, pets and more that they will have the strength to endure the days ahead and know that they are not alone in their journey.
My husband asked me if I wanted to move back into a sticks and bricks house after living through this and the experience we had being in the RV and hearing the winds and feeling the RV shake and not knowing if we would see the light of day again, and I quickly said NO. It wasn’t until later that I started to regret living in the RV, but that was only when I thought about what could have happened if that tornado had moved only ½ mile to the right, which is all it would have taken for us to be part of the devastation. I am so grateful that God looked out for us that night. I have to believe I still have a purpose for being here and that God wasn’t ready to call me home just yet. While I’m here I want to make the most of my life and I want to enjoy every day that I have because times like this show us that things can change in a blink of an eye.
Today is my 53rd birthday. Sometimes I feel like I’m seventy, but I’m grateful for another day to explore this beautiful country that I call home. This past Saturday was my day to celebrate since I would have to work on my actual birthday. My husband and I had decided to take a drive out to Land Between the Lakes (LBTW), but before we headed there we stopped off at Red Lobster and had a late lunch. I had the crab legs and lobster, which was delicious, and he had fish and chips. He also gave me my birthday present, which this year amounted to cash. Fabric store here I come.
LBTW is located on the Tennessee/Kentucky line and we chose to go there to see if we could spot any Elk in the Bison and Elk Prairie. We have been several times before and have never once seen any elk, but have seen lots of bison and turkey. All our visits before were always during the middle of the day, but this time we purposely waiting until closer to dusk.
Today was a GREAT DAY as we seen so many elk that I couldn’t keep count. The admission into the prairie is $5.00 per vehicle and then the road is paved all the way around, so you just follow it around. There are a couple of look out spots that you can stop at, but always remember these animals are still wild, so please be careful and not approach too close. They recommend that you stay within 10 feet of your vehicle.
As soon as we drove in, we knew there had to be something up ahead as all the cars before us had stopped. As we got closer, we could see an elk on the left and then another. We stopped and watched for quite some time. One cut across the road to the right, which made it better for me because I could photograph right from the window and not have to venture out from the safety of my seat.
We continued around and came to a huge assortment of not just bulls, but cows (females) and a few babies along with some bison as well. The pic below shows the assortment. We stopped every few feet so I could get some close-up shots; however, with my 600mm lens I could zoom in on just about any of them.
As we traveled on around, we saw a few more along with some turkeys who had taken roost in the trees already as it was getting close to sundown. As we neared the end of the road we were able to swing back through for another look as number 181, that I had gotten when we first came in, had now walked further in and was coming out of the clearing on the other side, but not far enough out in the open to really see him, so we drove around again to give him time to wander on out. I was able to shoot a few more of the bulls along the way and as we came around the last bend, sure enough, number 181 was out in the open field. He was so immaculate and posed several times for me to get some good shots.
All in all, our day could not have been more perfect. I appreciate Greg for entertaining all my ideas and taking time to chauffeur me around to see all the animals as well as the covered bridges, lighthouses, and waterfalls that I enjoy photographing. Our next outing will be to see some waterfalls.