When I dreamed of this moment, I thought I would write about the excitement of finally driving out the driveway, the truck loaded to the brim. Ecstatic children in the backseat talking non stop about what they wanted to do. Hubby and I still sharing our dream of traveling the world, spending time with our children.
I’ve been wondering how to write this post. The first post on the road, living our new life.
Well. The reality so far is pretty different from our dreams. And it’s not just the change of destination. So I’ve decided to write this post honestly, warts and all. I only hope there is a happy ending.
We did finally make it out the driveway. After months of delays due to Covid flight difficulties, the lockdown, renting the house out, attending to various medical semi-emergencies, and new business deadlines, we finally hit the road!
Leaving our lives behind
How am I feeling? Well guilty probably sums it up.
Miss M(10), the homebody, had a meltdown this week. She never wanted to leave home. She didn’t want to be taken away from her friends. And she definitely did not want to leave her pets. She has become such an animal lover. Hubby suggested we let her bring Gorge, her potted succulent, as a pseudo pet. But we are still expecting tears this week.
On the other hand, Miss T’s (14) behavior has surprisingly improved. She is looking forward to taking “Instagram” photos in amazing locations. But overall she still says the trip around New Zealand isn’t worth it, she would rather be “at home”. And any joy we feel in finally getting on the road is met with a firm stare, a teenage eye-roll and a snarky remark about it should have been Europe.
And Hubby. He has been hit with deadline after deadline and resents the pressure this is putting on him.
So on our first day on the road, on what was supposed to be the start of the ultimate family journey way back in April, the excitement has gone. It has been replaced with a feeling of ‘blah’. That’s a slightly technical term I know. But every plan we have made for this trip so far has been disrupted. And everyone is over it. It appears everyone now just wants to be at home.
I don’t know what I’m waiting on to decide how I feel about this trip. When will the moment come where we know we have done the right thing? Or when we say that’s it, we are going home? Will we give up on Europe and sell the camper? When?
Are we pushing this dream too far? Should we have given up and stayed home in our beautiful house, with our comfortable bed, our pets, and our friends???
Living in the Moment
2020. Coronavirus. We can’t do anything but live in the moment. And to be fair, this afternoon has been a pretty cool moment.
We are staying at the Lake Taupo Holiday Resort. The hot pools are great, and you can’t beat a cocktail from the swim-up bar. The girls are excited about this holiday park and seem to be in good spirits about doing a little bit of school work in the morning if they then get to go for another swim before we get on the road to Wellington.
So fingers crossed 😊