I have come to realize that although I am not an opponent of change, I am not a proponent of going through the transition. My current wish would be to jump to January and be living on the boat full-time or go back to, say, March and be living full time in our (Sean’s) house, with kids running all over the place. Overall I haven’t minded the 35 foot 5th wheel camper. I have loved what time we have had on the boat so far. As we get closer to our move time, and the weather is turning colder and the holidays approach, I find myself getting more apprehensive about everything. There are a few challenges of living in a camper when it’s cold. Frozen pipes and drains to name the most obvious. Homeschooling takes up more room that I was prepared for. It’s also more time-consuming and requires more organization and steadfastness than I thought. I truly believe this will become easier as we endure the initial growing pains.
Last week, we were on Voyager and Matthew was in his second week of being sick. Matthew has not been sick before, beyond a couple of fevers that lasted maybe 24 hours. He had never been on an antibiotic before. Strep throat was diagnosed the week before, by Mike. He had picked up some antibiotics for Matthew and M had been taking them. His fever had come down, he seemed to be feeling mostly better by the time we got to Brunswick, other than extreme fatigue. Then Monday night he began itching. There were “no seeums” thick around the boat and we thought he was just scratching do to them. By Tuesday morning it was apparent that this was not due to insects. He was covered head to toe in a hivey, red, blanching rash that itched like crazy. His face was also swollen, eyes, cheeks and most alarmingly, his lips and mouth. We kept a very close eye on him, dosed him with Benedryl and stopped the amoxicillin. Because of the fatigue that continued and his raspy voice we questioned whether he might also have a virus; mono maybe. Mike explained, when a body is so amped up fighting a virus, then an antibiotic is introduced, the body can sometimes fight the medication as well and you get the rash and allergy type symptoms. Regardless, he will not be taking Amoxicillin again. So, now, into our 3rd week, Matthew still has a light rash and is still spending an inordinate amount of time sleeping. Yesterday, before we got through with school, he begged for a nap and slept 3 hours. This meant we were wrapping up math and science at supper time.
Right. Last week on Voyager we were attempting to get several projects knocked off the list. Our “project time” was somewhat compromised due to interrupted attempts at school and checking on Matthew. We did get quite a bit accomplished, but Mike opted to fly back to her yesterday and get some more done. So, we were up at 0330 getting him to his flight.
Matthew and I are spending time in Sean’s house for school, so we can spread out and have access to water. I used to go to the gym in the mornings when I took him to school. I’m at a loss now as to when I should go. CrossFit Kids is on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons, so that seems like a good time for me, but what about the rest of the week? Why is this such a hard thing to accomplish? Since I am not coordinating trips to town, I seem to be at a loss as when to go. This is so strange to me.
Since “retiring” (this still doesn’t seem like a word that should apply to me) I have been trying to make a conscious effort to see my friends and make them a priority. I’ve succeeded with some friends more than others. As farewell time gets closer I’m getting more emotional about it. Mike and I have set ourselves apart, isolated ourselves, even. We have spent so much time together, working, travelling, etc that we haven’t left a lot of room for others for quite a while. I recently completed a Bible Study on friendship (We Saved You a Seat by Lisa Jo Baker) that opened my eyes to several aspects of friendship I hadn’t thought of. I’m trying to implement what I learned and be a better friend. I also know that “time” is my love language and what I value from others. This is ironic as it’s also what I have withheld to those closest to me, I believe.
I can’t really think about the upcoming 6 months without my family nearby. My dad will leave with us, so that will help. We have had a friends family say they will be near Brunswick when we are just getting there and we may be able to meet up with them. This will make me so incredibly happy if it works out. I hope that our kids and other family are able to visit, also. I have visions of us reserving our condo at Harborside in the early spring and our guests staying there if they aren’t comfortable on the boat. Since we are mobile, we could meet almost anywhere within reason. Think about it- is a trip to the Caribbean in your future??
We are 5 months into retirement and although we have been exceedingly busy, I still haven’t found my “purpose”. I guess homeschooling is the major purpose, now. I’m hoping that once on the boat, it all comes together. I have enjoyed having my quiet time, although interrupted, most days. I’ve been creative and completed a few artsy projects. I have been able to take a girl trip (Mom and Lynn and I visiting Scottsdale and seeing writer Diana Gabaldon) which was so much fun. Last week alone I read 5 books! 3 of them on Audible. Audible is amazing, it’s definitely one of my all time favorite things.
Diana Gabaldon, mentioned above, wrote the book Voyager for which our boat is named. This is the 3rd of the “big books” in the Outlander series. At the end of the book, the main characters are shipwrecked and wash up on a beach in Georgia. This year is also the 25th anniversary of the release of Voyager. Since we found our Voyager in Georgia and it is an apt name for a boat, we went with it.
Well, this has been a scattering of thoughts for a blog post…. if you’ve stuck with it, thank you. As we mentioned from the beginning our blog is a journal of events for us to reflect on as much as anything. If anyone is entertained by it or interested in any way, we are appreciative. We realize this is an alternate life and not everyone understands why we are doing it. Sometimes I don’t know why we are doing it. That’s ok. The world needs us all, different lifestyles, loves and passions.
Let your eyes look straight ahead, fix your gaze directly before you.