That is what it felt like, yet the truth is much more benign, I’m sure. There were twelve units in that parking lot, including me and Wanda, twelve.
Where I was staying was still in my Western Home, but not in the parking lot of the Big Box Retailer that I usually stay in. They are currently not letting anyone stay more than a single night.
This means that everyone has migrated over to the much smaller parking lot of a now defunct Big Box Retailer, literally next door to the other one.
As far as how things went, it was fine as everyone did their own thing and kept to themselves.
I will say that it was nicer not having traffic rushing right next to my window.
I still did my weekly grocery shopping in the currently unwelcoming retailer, as they do have good prices and are still close.
Problems and the unseemly don’t go away, they just move or are moved along.
As always: keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!