Life has changed 

It’s been along time since I’ve written one of these. So as you can imagine a lot has changed.
I have become a work widower. A term given to me by a fellow traveller. For just over 3 weeks at a time I am what feels like a single parent. Then my darling husband returns home for 10 days, exhausted, out of touch with civilisation and tries hard to fit back into our, now, “normal” routine. Which is of course full on as when I’m there on my own it’s easier to stay busy then have my somewhat feral boys running around crazy like in our home on wheels. 

The challenge for him is real. And for us too I guess. As we are so excited to see him as his been gone for so long that we smoother him. Which of course is something he isn’t use to after being on his own for 10 hours a day, 23 days in a row. 

Then we finally find our rhythm and then he leaves again. Short and sweet. As much as we try and make the most of our time together there has to be some rest time, after all that’s what RnR stands for Rest and Recovery. Then the vicious circle starts again.

After 4 swings, 5 months of living this lifestyle it is getting somewhat easier, the routine on my own but the saying goodbye seems to be getting harder. 

We live a simple life, it really is the small things that get you through. For my husband it’s days Wednesday’s, payday, making all of this worth it, Friday’s, fish and chips day, Sunday’s, double pay rates. 

For me, and I know the people that know me well will struggle with this, it’s exercise. My mental health and keeping my shit together comes from exercising. I’ve never got this from exercising before but for some reason I now do. If I miss out on my walks along the beach I lose my shit. And I can’t afford to lose my shit anymore, I have no one here to wrap me in their arms and kiss my forehead and tell me it’s going to be ok. It’s just not the same over the phone. So I now have become obsessed with getting in my activewear and going for walk along the beach.  

 I’m by all means not complaining just purely stating that life is not always as peachy as made out. 

There is something that comes from this lifestyle that you don’t get from working anywhere else. And my friends is the reason we are doing this. Short term sacrifice for long term gain.

Another thing that has changed since I last wrote is my thought processes.
I’ve always understood that your mind is a powerful thing but until recently I have never really got it. And it has made me asking is it an age thing? Or what life throws at you? Or the friends that I’ve made on this trip that has made me understand it more?

I just seem to see how a slight change in perspective can really change how you think about things. Whether it’s actually taking the time to really contemplate what the “issue” is and looking at it from a different angle or whether someone else points out a different point of view. How easy your mind can change the way you think/feel about something. Making things better or worse. 

I do believe that the people I have meet doing this trip, have helped, and some other special influences in my life, and for that I thank you as I honestly am now content with my life and feel the best I have ever felt. The mind what a wonderful tool. I can now conquer the world. 
Til next time, take care

xo