It’s so cold out. And it’s not gonna let up for a minute. It’s not looking any better east. I feel like my only options are to go south into the desert again. One of my facebook friends is posting about the insane wind in Arizona. I could go along the 40 to California, out of the desert and still into warmth. What am I doing?? This weather is driving me insane. Yes, I get winter blues like a regular human. I just feel it a lot less. We still experience seasons, obviously, so that includes feeling the winter blues and the spring fever and the summer swelter. Not to forget the autumn cozies.
What am I doing??
Seems a common question amongst travelers. Wandering does leave room for becoming somewhat aimless, or scattered. I try to follow the pull of the energy and it does seem to be pulling us back into the desert by force. I was so looking forward to a drive in movie and an easter egg extravaganza here. I’ve already looked up movie theaters in Albuquerque o give the boys the experience they were looking for. And I’m sure there will be some sort of easter thing to be located.
This morning after being awakened by Galixy whining, we fired up the oven for no other reason than heat, boiled some water, and warmed my coffee. We made Banana, blueberry, raspberry, chia- & flax seed, maple syrup pancakes. That got the bus warmed through, so I felt like trying to make some money in this friendly town. $35 all $1 bills. Biggest kickdown was a $5. So absolutely super friendly town, but very poor. I was trying to keep warm by dancing and yelling at people, but it didn’t really work. Now I feel frozen and like my throat’s clogging up again. We better skidaddle as fast as possible. I’ve already told Daniel that we were going to be heading south into the desert, not because we really want to, but because we have no other options. I’m unsure what he will do.
I just had a woman pull up. She was working the Loves counter in Santa Rosa. She brought us McDonalds, and started crying. I gave her a hug and told her we were ok, just cold and probably heading back south. I also told her to read this blog, so maybe she’d feel better about us, as I get to spend all my time with the boys instead of worrying about Daycare and stuff. I mean, I’ve heard from a plethora of people that I’m a good mom. I generally kind of doubt that because I see where I lack. I just really love my kids and want the very best for for them I can afford. Maybe if I could afford the best school in the world I would consider enrolling them there. Honestly, though, public school isn’t really a viable or reasonable option. So what do you do? The thing that you love, probably. In my case, travel. And try my best at educating them little humans. Utilizing our tools and environment to.
So here I’m sitting, 1PM, kids are playing with their new fishes. Atreyu keeps coming up to me. “Mom, Galixy wants you to roar at me!” I roar- “Ah! your roars scare me!” – “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” He goes back and plays that a dinosaur eats his fish. I then hear him sneak up behind me. He Roars at the top of his lungs into my ear. I say “AH! that scared me. and it was too loud!” He runs back: “Galixy, I just roared at your mom!! hihihi!” He also tells on Galixy about EVERY little thing. Even inconsequential things. They just need to be talking all the time.
I need to get on the road before the wind increases. This weather is scary. I hope these kids go into their seats easy. I’m not willing to fight. It is super important to get out of the cold though. I’ll be starting the bus and warming up the engine and transmission before we pull it over to the gas station somewhere in town. While warming up, I usually charge my interior battery, but I don’t think I want to in this cold. You can see little flurries of snowflakes coming down on occassion. It may only be 5-20 flakes at a time, but the fact that they exist sketches me out. Galixy is in short sleeves. He can’t be moved to put on his sweater, but his hands are warm. He’s not worried about the chill. I’m wearing my sweater and coat. Oh the joy of being an adult…
Gonna get going.
Loving you!
Matilda the Bugus 