I feel sometimes like I've glamorized our life. The truth is that I really try hard to find the positive in our little world. Sometimes it's harder to find than other times. But I try to dig and find it so that my kids will know that it's usually there somewhere and always worth seeking out.
I think that people have a tendency to see what we're doing and say "you're living the dream" and I'm glad that we've made it look like that, but the thing is....it's still real life and that means sometimes it sucks.
We knew for years that we wanted to travel full time AND that Dan and/or I would have to do something financially to make that happen. That's a no brainer, no money coming in would mean no travel for us. Especially considering we would be going on the road with debt, mostly medical but also things like RV and car payments. And who am I kidding I have kids that can eat. A lot. So even simple every day costs would mean we would have to pull in some kind of income.
When he began this job we knew it wasn't perfect, but we were excited because it got us on the road. We kept saying that over and over. And the excitement carried us through last summer. The hours suck. It's that simple. He was gone a lot.
When he got laid off we were of course concerned about how things would be over the winter. He's been able to work a little here and there and we are super thankful for those connections. We fell into an easy groove of extreme simple living and creative gift giving for not only Christmas but four birthdays.
But something happened in the midst of the time together. We've made some sweet discoveries. And one of them is that we like to be together. You know how some couples can't work together and actually thrive having a lot of time apart? Well that's not us. We have never been together this much and we love it. (Except for that one moment when I said "How about we stop talking!)
In a few days he will leave to go back to Wisconsin, and we will join him in a few weeks. It will suck. He has worked the last three days and put in 40 hours. It sucks. (And I'm fine with the fact that I used the word "sucks" so many times.)
It's not really feeling like a dream right now. It has me longing for a tiny house and a 40 hour work week. I miss him. I miss him here with us.
So yes, being able to travel is amazing and feeds my gypsy soul. But I'm not sure it's worth being apart so much. But I am super determined to figure this out.
