We are malingering in Phoenix because we did not realize we had made a reservation through today until we looked at our RV park schedule we created. I can’t explain why I was confused about our departure date except to attribute it to an ancient mind that is deteriorating. So far today, we have had breakfast, imbibed some fortified coffee and taken a short cruise to get milk and thread. The milk is for drinking, the thread for Peggy to fix my beloved boots which seem to have failing eyes for the laces. Only a year and a half of continuous wear and they are crapping out. Foreign crud performance and old U.S.A. manufacture.