Quartzsite BLM land isn’t a bad place to be waiting for build-outs. It’s January and most days are sunny in the 60-70°F range with lows of 40°F. The sand gets all over the bus floor and in kids shoes and hair. I can dump out two piles 4 inches high of sand from Atreyu’s purple rubber boots.
We moved camp from dome rock to la posa, graciously free thanks to government shut down. We’re camped close to Sandy, Ari, Magpie, Emmet, Kenny, SweetPea and her kids. It’s quite the chill and entertaining location. Peaches came by for a visit yesterday, too. I helped him out with all kinds of things. He’s helped me tons in the past, so the pendulum swings. I love how it works.
Besides watching kids, I also made some art:
And my new “life asset”: Joe cooks dinner almost every night. We’ve been hanging out since about Christmas (there was a travel break). He helps with the boys and gives me honest tips on what might be helpful and what isn’t. Since his daughter is fully grown, I listen, but also give my input if something is set for me for certain reasons. A couple days ago, the conversation came to the point where he disclosed that he saw the kids beginning to get attached to him and that he was awful close to being attached to them, too. So his conclusion was to go get some space, or commit to my family, if that’s what I want. Honestly, this is meeting all kinds of check marks on my list. He’s got a solid and handsome face, a solid ticker with some sense and a little leeway for “outside the box”. He’s set himself up for a comfortable life. Capable but gentle. He’s got some solid plans he wants to include us in and I’m willing to see where it goes. I don’t feel like I’m sacrificing my freedom, or myself in any way. I dont feel the need to prove to him that I’m “good enough” for him, or the want for him to prove that he’s “good enough” for me.Joe went to Vienna to cook and he’s worked at the cinnamon lodge in Montana. How silly. We actually met 3 years ago in California, while I was rocking my subaru.
I’m usually pretty “secretive” about my love life because I feel like laying it bare jinxes it, but I’ve also recently experienced the benefits of full transparency in situations and connections made. It’s a tough one to practice and definitely needs a delicate touch for communication, careful wording, but it’s worth it! So, I got to lay out to my new boyfriend, who, I correctly assumed, is monogamous, that I will always consider myself “polyamorous”. But that it’s more against toxic monogamy, open communication, and meaningful connections outside of the relationship, than it’s “sleeping around,” which isnt my thing, anyway, and that I can fully respect him, as long as we can avoid unreasonable jealousy and rely on our communication. Guys, I’m happy. The kids are getting a better balance and I dont feel like I’m going crazy anymore.
Next up, the future. I will definitely let you know what’s going on and when we’re moving again. Tonight we’re having chicken parmesan. Yum.
How is your winter treating you? ❤ loving you!
Matilda the Bugus 