It all started about a year and a half ago. I was picking up my kid from Boy Scouts and I saw it or it just appeared! To my left I saw a sign that said "For Sale" Trailer $1200.00 I wanted it but I was broke. I started immediately calculating in my head just how much I had stashed away. I always stash money somewhere for something. There was a phone number; it had been warn & tattered. I called the number and a man answered. He said "yaaah". I asked him about the trailer. I told him I was standing in front of it and I would like to see it. I asked him if he would take $1000.00 for it and he said "yaaah" again. He said he was just up the road and that the trailer was his office. It had belonged to a couple who bought it and used it and then stored it for a very long time. Before a few minutes I saw a man coming towards me. He asked if I wanted to see the trailer and I said Yes...although in my mind I was doing the Napoleon Dynomite thing and saying"Heck Yes I would". I know you are never suppose to get excited when you want to buy something really bad. I stepped up inside the door and lo and behold; my Imagination started going wild. I'm an artist and my mind sometimes goes bizzurk when I want to create. I was sold. 100% sold. Now all I had to do was come up with the money. My mind started thinking about everything I had in my house that I could sell. I told him Iwanted it without hesitation. He started to proceed to tell me that It was a 71 Shasta compact and was in pretty good shape. All I knew was that this was my dream come true and a trailer means travel and travel means freedom and I could use a little of both. My marriage at the time was a little rocky so I really needed to get away from it all and so I told him I would have the money for him the next day. I lied. I told my husband that I was going to buy a trailer with a girl and that I would repay the girl with art lessons. I lied. I told him that It only costs me $400.00. I lied. I knew it was wrong; but I knew if I told my husband that I wanted a trailer for freedom to get away from him...well.... He just wouldn't go for it. That night I couldn't sleep; of course, I don't sleep anyway but I was way too excited to sleep.
The inside was birch and The outside was beige with a gold stripe. I could hardly wait to start decorating and paint it and get those pink flamingos outside of it. Oh! The ideas. But first I had to come up with the money..Oh yes i almost forgot about it..The money.
