First Week of 2026
Good morning world. It is 2026, the first Sunday of the New Year. Two of my dogs have GI upset and are making a lot of work for me in the clean-up department. I woke up to a terrible smell for one of the critters, thankfully, it was gas. After putting them outside for a bit, I looked at text messages. No great news there either. The first text was a request to "rent" our RV by a friend's daughter. This is one time I was really thankful that the item was not in my name. This is also one time that even if it had been I knew I would not say yes. I sent her a text that basically copped out on the ability to rent to her, but it also addressed that if she were to leave her mother and daughter in the "volatile" situation she would be doing a disservice to them. Therefore, even if the decision were mine, it would still be a hard "NO". This request came on the heels of a previous request to pay a month of insurance on the home they are all living in, to faci...