We’d both been thinking the same thought without ever mentioning it to one another, but as we strolled along the streets in the beautiful French Quarter of New Orleans, the idea birthed itself. We knew this trip would be our last big journey in our motorhome!
We announced it over brunch at Commanders Palace to our traveling companions, and we all toasted to yet another new beginning. The idea had legs: We’d buy a small house in Georgetown, 45 minutes north of Austin, sell the coach, buy a new Harley, and eventually a small travel-trailer.
I spent a few weeks searching online for exactly what matched our wants and needs. It shouldn’t have surprised me, but street names were an issue for my sweetie. He didn’t want to live on Whispering Wind, or Trail of the Flowers, or Kickapoo Creek… and especially not Running Water. But Crockett? Sure. Double Fire? Yup. Monument Hill? Cool! A western theme worked but no sissy street names.
And because of my interest in the Tarot and numerology, I didn’t want a house number that added up to a ‘5’ or a ‘9’. I especially wanted a 2, 3, or a 4. In a sea of possibilities, having guidelines is helpful, even if they seem unusual to others.
This week we went Under Contract on a small house that’s perfect for us! It has the big patio and garage he wants, and the office and kitchen I need. As I type this my sweetie is handing his BMW motorcycle over to it’s new owner. Our adventure is morphing quickly into Version 2.0.
Now we need to get our storage unit packed-up neatly for the movers. Right now it looks like it’s been “tossed” by the FBI from all of the times we’ve swapped clothing in and out with the weather, locations, and seasons. I’m sure it will get organized before we drive the RV to San Antonio for December. The closing, the move, and emptying-out the RV will happen on January 3rd, 4th, and 5th, just six weeks from now.
Interestingly I’m not feeling stressed-out. If I were though, I’d lie down and do Yoga Nidra… since everything’s better lying down!
Yoga nidra is a guided relaxation experience. Of all the online meditations I’ve tried, this woman’s voice and pace are pure Heaven, and who couldn’t use that? I use headphones to listen since it’s noisy in RV parks. With a pillow under my knees and head, I pull a throw over myself, cover my eyes with a bandanna or sleep mask, and settle in. Thirty minutes later I re-enter the world feeling 10 years younger, 10 pounds lighter, and more accepting of myself and everything around me.
With the holidays fast approaching, it could be just the thing for us all!