Some days, it feels like the is trailer will never pull out of its current home. There has been so much work — the sorting, the culling, the tossing, and the packing. It has been a long overdue process and while I know I will be glad when it’s done, I am simply over it. If I didn’t know that previous moves had not been done with such care, I might be tempted to follow the “if you haven’t opened it in over a year, you don’t need it” philosophy. I have, however, uncovered irreplaceable precious items lost among things that no longer matter. Mr. Hero and I have moved many times in our 20 years and sometimes these moves were more harried than others. Therefore, I choose to give each box its due.
Add to that the ever-dragging feet of Mr. Hero’s retirement. It seems the government runs on the same rules as the acting world — “hurry up and wait”. We have hustled with paperwork and signatures (sometimes multiple times for the same document) and yet we don’t have a firm date. We know it’s soon but we don’t know if soon is next week or next month. Hard to plan adventures with that hanging over your head.
This is especially hard for the kids. They have made the sacrifice. They gave up their rooms and a lot of stuff with that. They left their school which they loved. They did all of this in the name of the great adventure. Which hasn’t begun. And may or may not begin in two weeks. It’s like putting them on a plane to Disneyland and asking them to wait on the tarmac for three days.
It’s not too good for this Momma, either. I am a planner. I like to schedule and know where I am headed. I already let go of some of that with this endeavor. I knew that the road and its foibles would require a lot of flexibility and spontaneity. However, I thought I would at the least know when we were leaving!
So here we stand. Finally getting the trailer down to its fighting towing weight and waiting for the green light to head out. Then we can add Travels to the Star Family name.
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