Gearing Up Again

It's that time again. I weathered June because of a random festival in Dunedin, FL and was quite pleasantly surprised with the financial outcome! It helped me to take my trip to Seattle and Portland, where I got even more inspiration for art. It took me into the outstandingly hot July, where no festival in my state is remotely possible (but a client came by the studio and bought $500 of art, so that was a windfall)  and now, in August, I'm scratching the days off until my next festival in Jekyll Island, GA and hoping it'll be a good one, because LuLuBelle has developed a slight cough in the power steering pump, and needs a little TLC. The AC has never worked, and it would be very nice to get it fixed, but going into the fall season, I'll have to pray for a miracle, because with all the show fees, luxuries like having a working AC in the cab is not on the agenda.
As I write this, my hubby is lying on his back under the engine, grumbling and groaning and griping the whole time, as he is not a fan of LuLuBelle and keeps pressuring to buy a trailer we can tow behind the Jeep.But, he understands my emotional connection to this mosaic journey I have undertaken with her, and also knows that unless we sell her...we have no place to park a trailer. So, he is under the cab, in 94-degree heat, to try and determine the cause of the loss of power steering fluid at such an alarming rate. We always try the DIY route first, then if we have to, we take it to an automotive pro, albeit kicking and screaming the whole way.
So, I'm waiting patiently inside (if I go out there to "help," it will only result in cursing and fuming and threats to dismember her one gasket and hose at a time) to hear the grisly news as to whether she will cost us $20 or $200.
LuLuBelle is my art storage unit. I keep everything I need for the festivals inside her roomy tropical insides except of course, the art. She waits patiently for her weekly start-up and after a 15-minute motor run, she's back to waiting again. I couldn't take her out the past three months because of her medical illness, and I'm worried for her other internal organs at this point. And her tires. I put off getting her new tires, and this year, it has to be done without fail. Hot asphalt in excess of 150-degrees in Florida sun and older-than-dirt tires do not make for a happy LuLuBelle.
So, it's just another day in the life of an art gypsy and her caravan. And yes, that would be a good name...Cara.