Archive | August 2016

Life in Limbo

Have you ever lived in limbo? Where you have no idea where you will be or what you will be doing in a month or 2 months. This has been our life for the past 18 months or more. Some of you are probably thinking that’s the best way to live but we have always had a plan. Even while travelling we have a “unplan plan”. Were we knew roughly where we are going but no idea when. Which is good but we have always had a plan.

Since I became a work widow one thing I have really struggled with is never been able to plan anything. Every swing there is rumours going round that people are getting put off. Then the next swing the rumour is that there is enough work to last 6 more months.

We try not to get caught up in it all as living in a van we can just pack up and go at anytime. Home is wherever we park it.

But then if there is 6-12 months work, god it would be nice to be in a house. To be able to lock the boys in a room when they are being naughty and shitting me. To be able to cook in an oven not bbq. To be able to shower and shit without worrying about the boys being locked in the van. To have room.

To know that for the next 6-12 months we are going to be in the one place and be able to adjust to that.

At the moment it is month by month. And we seem to be ok, half ok, with living in limbo.
Take care

August 5, 2016

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Live life with no regrets

Over my time of writing these blogs I have tried to let people get a glimpse of what it’s actually like to live in a caravan. Sometimes it’s the funny (not so funny) side like emptying the toilet and ending up covered in shit. Sometimes it’s the challenges of sick kids, rainy weather in a confined space. But today I would like to explore a different side.
A few weeks ago we had news that a near and dear family member was sick. Not life threatening but sick enough for me to consider packing up our home and moving to the other side of Australia to be able to help out. Wasn’t our only reason for moving back but a deciding factor.

If we didn’t go back and help out and things took a even worse turn, could we live with the fact we weren’t there to help when we could’ve been.

I mean we live in a caravan so technically we could pack up and head back for awhile til things are sorted then we could head back. Other than completely mucking up the boys routine and pulling them out of a school that they had just settled in. What else have we got to lose. We have to live life with no regrets. So that’s what we did.
It’s a wonderful thing (except the 41 hours drive we did) to be able to pack up your home and move it to a different location and yet it still feels like home. It’s truly amazing. Everything inside the van is the same. Everything in the annexe is the same. It’s just our surroundings that are different. It’s a pretty amazing feeling. And one that only a limited amount of people get to experience.

Even amongst chaos we get to come back to our home and chill out.

I really do love this gypsy lifestyle. Take your home wherever you want.

Old site in Perth
If we could do the speed limit we would’ve made it a day earlier