Yeah, I can feel it weighing heavy on my heart and mind. It’s the unspoken grief that we can feel as we snuggle in for another night. One of only a few that are left.
For this trip.
I’ll be back in June to start packing everything up and begin our trek to the west. We are hoping to be out there and going by early to mid July, and if things work out the way I hope, I will be driving a [easyazon_link identifier=”B00005BMJ2″ locale=”US” tag=”granligh-20″]school bus[/easyazon_link] that we will later [easyazon_link identifier=”0972470417″ locale=”US” tag=”granligh-20″]convert to a motor home[/easyazon_link] for some treks up the Alaska Highway, and to meet Skippy and Dancing Queen in the Jasper and Banff areas for some camping and shenanigans.
There are some pretty neat conversions that I’ve found online so far. I might need to learn to weld and do carpentry though. It looks like those are some pretty handy skills when it comes to building an rv.
But enough of that happy shit. Now is the time to mourn.
I have to leave in a little over a week and I really don’t want to. It’s hard to get back into the swing of things, when it seems like I’ve just got into my groove here. I have just gotten used to the feeling of Mrs. Birdman’s warmth and energy in the bed at night, and between her and Blue, I have relearned how to sleep in three square feet of mattress.
How can I go back to having a whole bed to myself?
I’ll also have to get used to the taste of frozen boxed food and pizza again, because I’m sure it will be 85% of my diet. Like usual. There will probably be very few home cooked meals between May 5th and the end of June.
Bah, I’m just being pissy. I have a lot to do while I’m out there. I have to get my little truck going.
I also have to secure us a place to live and get things ready. In a month and a half. Hopefully while working.
When I write it down, it seems a lot harder than it feels. Maybe I should be more nervous than I am. For whatever reason, I just feel like everything will work out fine. We’ll sell or rent the house here, and we’ll buy or rent a house there. No problem, right? It sounds pretty simple, so let’s hope that it is.
Oh, back to the school bus thing. I found some pretty cool blogs from people who are living their dream in a bus.((Not like the guy from [easyazon_link identifier=”B0016OLC5Q” locale=”US” tag=”granligh-20″]Into The Wild[/easyazon_link].)) Here’s a cool post from one of them. Catching Eddies
I’ll leave you with one of my favourites.