We got back from our vacation last night around 9:00 p.m.
We had a great time! One of our best RV trips yet.
We were hoping to be home much earlier in day. In fact we were all ready to leave for home at around 9:00 a.m., but had some mechanical problems and didn’t get on the way until around 2:30 p.m.!
I am thankful to be home safely! We were mostly on TX 287 from the Texas Panhandle into Fort Worth. That part was really good, especially compared to previous trips. The John Denver song "Country Roads" kept coming to mind. But once we got into the DFW metroplex things went downhill from there. I am so tired of living in the big city with its frenzied freeways and crazy drivers careening around us like we’re standing still--they no doubt think we are. The speed limits keep rising and everyone still seems to drive at least 10 miles over the speed limit no matter how high they go. The perpetual road construction projects confound and confuse our gps’s and are starting to feel like a form of domestic terrorism meant to increase everyone’s stress levels. I was literally in tears part of the time. After watching the news this morning, though, and learning about all the wrecks and traffic fatalities on the road this morning during the morning commute, I see how “easy” we had it last night and I am doubly thankful we made it home alive and in one piece.
Normally I am glad to be back in our regular house when we come home. But this time the house feels too big and too full of stuff. Making my early morning cup of tea this morning I was overwhelmed and repelled by all the choices. In the motor home I have one mug and two boxes of tea. One mug can be a nuisance if it’s dirty, I admit, but here there are a dozen mugs (not counting tea cups) and at least ten boxes of tea. True confessions: one of the boxes of tea in the motor home has a collection of several kinds of tea bags taken from my ten boxes here at home. The other box is because there was another kind I wanted from the grocery store while we were away. Maybe if we lived full time in the RV I would learn to be happy with just one or two kinds. It would be worth trying!
John said that if I feel like that after two weeks of living in a motor home then I must really be ready to downsize into a smaller house! He on the other hand is glad to be back in our regular sized house.
Well that’s a pickle. I guess that means we aren’t quite ready to move into that smaller house. One thing for sure though is I want to keep working on downsizing our stuff and get even more ruthless about what comes through the door. Getting rid of things is much harder than getting them in the first place. It also seems harder than doing without.
Maybe by the time I get us really de-cluttered we will both be ready to move. At least I might be happier to stay in the meantime.
I have gotten rid of an enormous amount of stuff over the years. So why is there still so much too much?
Before he left for work today John told me not to worry about all the stuff. That’s easy for him to say. Clutter and mess never bother him.
One nice thing about being back, though, is more alone time. Both while he is at work and even when we are both home. We can be in different parts of the house and not bother each other. RV living fosters togetherness all the time whether you want it or not.
I'm sorry this post is mostly complaining! I hope to write about our trip and post pictures soon.
