Today, during his lunch break Jason leaned over his newspaper and asked me where I would like to go this upcoming year on our family vacation.
Spain, I replied.
It took him a few moments, but he gathered himself back together and explained, kindly, that he meant where would I like to go that is a little closer to home.
Oh.
Seattle, Washington was my second choice.
He agreed that this would be great and mentioned that we could put Spain on the back burner, you know, save it for another year.
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There are days when walking through the house I catch a glimpse of a picture on my wall or my favorite travel pants or my faithful hat and I ache to be walking somewhere new, exploring, learning, discovering through travel. I told Jason that as soon as our children are grown I am going to hike across the world. He said he is going to follow me in a comfortable RV.
At the same time that I want to be galavanting all over I desire to have a piece of land, a garden, some livestock, and to raise self-sufficent, appreciative and capable children. I wonder how to combine these two very different desires.
We find it hard enough to get away for the weekend with our two dogs now, trust me finding a dog sitter is never easy. Do people who have cows travel the world?
Who do I get to cow sit while I fly off to glimpse the soon to be dammed Yangtze River in China?
When we can travel, no matter where it is, we go happily.
I read, soaking up all I can, about adventures and people and places around me and afar. I look for everyday adventures in my own area, afterall even my own hometown is someone elses travel destination.
At the same time, I am learning to garden, grow my own foods, and actually cook with nothing but raw materials. I even joined a group to learn about bee keeping, chicken raising, and goat milking. No, I am not kidding.
What I have found similar between these two loves of mine is that they both require me to use my hands, to do something tactile, simple, raw, and real.
This is also why I love motherhood. Nothing about it is even close to resembling a desk job, it is dirty and alive and ever challenging.
I have decided to just continue taking baby steps towards both of these things, between galavanting and homesteading. Baby steps are what it is all about.
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Last night Jason and I put the Moose to bed. Then, we laid in our bedroom and called various friends and family leaving them choral music (sung by us) on their voicemails.
Ah, six years in and I continue to love my marriage.
Always will, especially with a husband who is going to follow me around the world in an RV someday.
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It is time for our nightly ritual. Battlestar Gallactica. Jason is making the popcorn.
We are doing a three episode run tonight.
The Moose and I are going hiking tomorrow. He is the best hiking buddy in the world.
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3 comments:
This is why I love your blog! I swear you write what's in my head and I can relate to just about everything you write. And the stuff I can't relate to, is all stuff I aspire to be and do. Thank you for inspiration! And have fun in Seattle! I love Seattle! Chad (my husband) lived there for awhile and that's where his sister lives now. I wish we lived closer to you! We would dog sit for you! We have two dogs as well and you're right, it's so hard to go anywhere! Anyway, here's to life, travel, motherhood, marriage, farm life, RV's and baby steps!!
-Candy
Hey now, motherhood is challenging and therefore doesn't resemble a desk job? I beg to differ...there are many many "desk jobs" out there that are very very challenging...
Yep, Anonymous, I agree. There are very challenging desk jobs. Don't hold anything against desk jobs...held a few good ones of my own.
I was comparing more the tactile aspect of motherhood against a desk job (not so much the challenge) in which your mind, body, hands, and all of your are involved in the task at hand.
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