Separate travel trailers

My husband and I have separate travel trailers.  It has not always been thus.  There was a time when we had a travel trailer that had a full sized bed in the back and a dinette that made down in the front.  I had a nice bathroom and tub/shower.  We sold it when it became too small for us and three kids.  

Then he bought a 'new' trailer; a 1969 fourteen foot mint condition gem.  No bathroom.  Are you kidding me? I am a woman with, count 'em three little kids!  No.  I went on a few trips in his little friend, and had to pee outside in the night or in a bucket.  Forget it.  I have spent years tent camping, roughing it, doing everything 'au naturel', and I'm over that.  I will be just as gritty as I need to be to follow an elk, hike to a site, or, when I was in the sheriff's Search & Rescue team, find a lost soul or body.  But, I have nothing more to prove.

So, I went out and bought a 24 foot beauty with four bunks in the back, a lovely bathroom, and a full bed in front.  I towed mine on trips, George towed his.  I made everyone take off their shoes when they came in. The towels matched and there were sheets on my bed.  George said it was 'too damn fancy', and thus Fancy was christened.  Well, if mine was too fancy, then his is too scruffy, and the name stuck.

I sold Fancy years ago.  That money was used for my nursing school tuition.  I recently acquired a new travel trailer, one just for me.  No bunks, just a queen bed and big bathroom and kitchen.  No room for kids, no concessions to anyone else.  My sister and I had a ball decorating it.  It looks like a lovely master suite.  I refer it it as a boudoir.  She is Foxy, a take on her brand, Arctic Fox.

It is good to be queen.  And I am when Foxy I go on an adventure.